Tuesday Poem - Locked Down

A murmur in the concrete jungle
Of an invisible killer on the loose

Uncertainty fell like a soft cloud
And we dithered
not knowing
where to go

A seed of fear planted deep within
Watered by daily news
and climbing death rates

Not safe to go outside

To work
To live
To breathe

Encased within our unyielding bubbles
Missing each other in the dark
Waiting
Watching
Praying for a light to rise

We stepped outside blinking at the tempered freedom
Limbs flexing, they’ve forgotten how to fly

Worker bees still buzzing at home
runners still pounding streets
but families out walking
Cautiously!
Hyper-aware of every step and
every person they meet out
on the not so empty street

Someone coughs

There’s an instant retreat
Facemasks and anti-bac spray our desperate armour
against this invisible killer
who locked us all down

Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find out more about her books on her website clairebuss.co.uk. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop.