Evening Walk, a poem by Glynn Sinclare at Spillwords.com

Evening Walk

written by: Glynn Sinclare

@chitanclare

Evening walk on empty streets.
A ghostlike figure, furtive in his approach,
afraid to catch my eye.
I keep safe distance, standing well back,
allowing safe passage.

Never in my life time, did I foresee,
a time like this, his fear
I saw it in his look.
if by my look, I could transmit
Covid 19

Still the birds they tweet.
And the dogs they bark and say.
You are in lockdown, not I.
The breeze it blows.
and the river it flows.

And the world keeps moving on.
One day we will say, with a look of dismay.
Do you remember 2020
A pandemic, a lockdown, a stay home.
The lessons we learned.

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Glynn Sinclare

I am a Limerick Author poet. I have written three books in three years. For me I am rewarded with the achievement of holding these books in my hand. The Emigrants 2017, Poetics Book of 100 poems 2018 and Poetics Book of Poems Volume 2 released September 2019. I write under the pen name Glynn Sinclare AKA Clare Glynn Chitan. My poetry has been read on several audio poetry radio shows of American poet Tamara Miles “Where the light must fall” Broadcast by Spiritplants Radio and Alan Johnson “The World Comes to you”.