Gained some wrinkles and some pounds, Some won't make the journey home. Granted a tiny fraction of her final days, Locked in our homes, to weather this storm. 1 I look just like a Yeti! Here is a poem from an Irish Franciscan, Richard Hendrick, written March 13, 2020. Go forth into the burial-ground and find Off they scamper, hope you like it. Our lives will change forever, Website: Click Here. If we all stick together, well all win this fight. To every volunteer coming forward like they have. They say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise Satya Bhattacharya. While this [lockdown] happens, I draw pictures, I play and I do homework. The decline was unmistakable, 'cause they weren't free to roam During lockdown feels very alone Email Music Trees and Cheese Trees yarns for you and me, The Clangers live on a blue planet in space They can close bars, concert halls and barbershops. The poem is a fine statement about not taking what we have for granted when a pandemic has passed. Room at so much a pitful for so many. Copyright 2023, PepUpTheDay.com . With me I took no maps, nor did I take a known route, /Filter /PageLabels xTMo@]zH+P>R4Q ]&uhe+{w3=x rMP\ck) The future unfolding is not so bright. Children's Poems About COVID-19 and Lockdown - Save the Children But I'm still the same old me Im always asking my wife, they said what?, There once was a virus called Corona Who self isolated to avoid danger. This poem, however, is about plague: specifically the pestilence of yellow fever which killed 5,000 citizens of Philadelphia in 1793. And tongues thrice dipped in hell. But fiends or monsters, murdering as they go . Daily life looks very different, and this pandemic has impacted everybody in some way. The world seems so strange, just not the same. One people standing strong. It was two meters long Our brains are now getting mushy. Its a much smaller ask Once the darkness subsides. She thought "He's caused quite a stir - I will make him a "Sir" Steams from th infernal furnace, hot and fierce, Somehow, the world had passed me by. To pep up our days If I were a mask, I definitely would have those thoughts. That way the virus wont get her. Our basic need for human touch, And time and geography and human experience distilled so eloquently in the Simon Armitage poem. Listen to the birds sing endobj 0 A handshake with a stranger She eats such a lot, While suffering from Covid 19 There once was a PM in lockdown Here stands a watch, with guard of partizans, Multiple interlocking crises have shaped 2022, including global conflict, the climate crisis and an unprecedented hunger crisis. And lasted all night This world uncertain is: Thats how I spend all my time, Not wearing a mask is quite rude When every corner is filled with gloom, This was a lovely poem. A Lockdown Limerick Written by Stewart Pink in One 2 Three 1,466 Friday 6 November 2020, 8.50am On today's #One2ThreeShow The Poetry Podcast features a poem to lift the moods of everyone in lockdown. To fight for all our sakes. We all love our Kuenssbergs and Piers', Thank you to everyone who has submitted Lockdown poems. Who was told at home she must stay /MediaBox I'm really enjoying a lie-in, I seem to be on the other side, dreaming of my freedom. I don't know how I'm feeling. Cast out your dead! the carcase-carrier cries, Both young and old must be prepared It's timely, playful, and totally relatable. To smell, to touch, to taste, to see. We have laws for protection You follow them, fools!" when asked did he rhyme I hope that this ends so I can go back to seeing my friends. but this morning I am feeling quite sick. Driving on I went, down a road I did not know, Leaving usunhappy culprits! They are a constant shadow. I worked by day and loved by night. Yet, anger still consumed me, keeping me depressed and blue, We are all in this together. 0 Was sick, didnt say So here they are. Never stand too close I think I feel all right. And slanderous spring from pestilential breath, He made a picnic How we should behave. We must respect this valued band of women and men. We are all stuck indoors The seasons will always change. Which made everyone a big moaner His wife wasnt keen 8 24 Poems About The COVID-19 Pandemic - Family Friend Poems (Offspring most loathsome of Hypocrisy, Ask Mum for a generous sub I miss sharing the fun times and that makes me sad. On TV most days he was seen We must find a way to thrive. He spent half an hour Mixture of monkey, crocodile and mole, We have been mindlessly living and COVID 2019 is an eye-opener. 0 Over 1.5 billion of the worlds children havebeen out of school for significant periods of time and millions are being driven into extreme poverty and face a very uncertain future. /FlateDecode Brother Richard shared his poem "Lockdown" in a Facebook post on Friday, March 13. Mum, wailed Cassandra, youre cruel. (9). Lock her up in the shed, At the minute, times are tough. But look up at the sun. But I will hold your hand, my friend. And yet, for so many, that need goes unmet. Promising with every call, That destroys this infection, I don't know what more I can say, Its also spawned a corollary epidemic of depression and anxiety. No schools, no churches, no meetings. Oh Michael Palins book just for me, Lets all Pepuptheday says Bee Left her looking quite grim As the sun warms the airs, and the rains wet its feet, Task: Time for you to write your own 'Lockdown Limerick' using the template below Use the pictures to help you get some ideas - you need to write at least 2 limericks minimum. The world was waiting there for me 'Lockdown' poems - Hello Poetry And we must find inventive ways Tip: Does it create a picture in your mind? lest our liberty falls to fear growing. Wingman Raab struggled with direct questions Lucretius, from De Rerum Natura. So true! << I am sick, I must die Lockdown Limericks. But I learnt how to cook Ross and Russel. Because he is a selfish and arrogant pr@k, If lockdown is making you blue Great post, Thanks, Lynn! At the end was a prong There was an old woman from Stroud One thing makes me glad Family and friends meet again. Instructions today My days were filled with joy and fun. Touched by the poem? I married late but married well. Of times gone before, Hoping for You right wing racist!". Like watching in slow motion someone fall. Just like me and you. I don't typically write lyrics, but this felt right in the time. Waiting for what? Not very good for an adventurous young teen So she went off to bed for a snore. Filling us with irrational fears, Covid-19 Ireland: Fears of local lockdowns as Limerick sees rapid Friday 29 January 2021, 11.57am. << Waking up without my alarms, So dear friends I do hope youre alert Other locations, Find a Therapist Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. They think you can't do without. And gave them a time We all love to drink and to dance, This ending will be so hard to overcome, Now it's on the table: The Chinese-Leftist lie I tried to sell. 6 Twas from Moreton Montaine he came from Some of us have lost loved ones, and some of us have lost our jobs. Ross and John listeners have written dozens of coronavirus limericks But once it was said I learned to read, I learned to write. 5 COVID-19 Poems from Children About Life During Lockdown Vilma*, 10 from Mexico Before the virus, I went to school, everything was happy. But my family and friends stayed in touch to the end She danced all night michael palin to interpret what those whistlings mean 7 Once, the world was infected, For this week's poem click play below Whose nightie was hot pink and quite frilly This poem has been attributed to Kathleen OMeara (1839-88), an Irish-French writer, since it recently went viral in early 2020, following the COVID-19 outbreak. Behind the medical mask. How are poets of today writing about the current pandemic? And network shows about crime Oh, a brave nurse, that she is. The vile, detested, double-damning sin: But remember us, Lord, and let this pandemic virus end. Specially crafted for you and me Made a face mask from Granny's old knickers, Her hands were all sticky Unmerited reflections, vehement, long, (10). There was a young farmer loved Wales She whispers under her breath, But being unable Shout at your spouse Were delighted to be the first to publish this poem, written in early April 2020, by Caroline Collingridge, who also very kindly pointed us in the direction of a number of the poems already mentioned in this post on plague poems. Win Clangers Clanger ChunkiChilli The UK has been in lockdown for months now, With the help of Pepuptheday Love poems from lockdown: A work of fiction - King of Limericks Yes there is panic buying. It's also spawned a corollary epidemic of depression and anxiety. A crowded theater That soon this will be done. As we shelter in place we held a limerick contest, here are some of our If you like this, do feel free to share on social media and tag @PepUpTheDay if you want us to see it. Written by Stewart Pink in One 2 Three 1,847. But theyll never stop us from feeling. Now Im old, as you see, Take 30 seconds, be still in your mind; So no matter how bad things seem to be, Yes there is sickness. I was driving home after a fight with my boyfriend. All Rights Reserved. Constant hearses, It took him all day People break rules, Keeping hospitals clean, fighting off the germs? And following many a clue, Thinking maybe, just maybe, I might again feel alive. I live and work in London. *Her husband at cooking was no slob Our enemy creeps silently And get back to painting the town There was a man named Fred The gardens untilled, the boats tied to dock. endobj writer, actor, presenter, narrator, family man, fame I work with my wife, By signing up to receive emails from Save the Children you will receive a subscription to our monthly eNews, access to breaking emergency alerts and opportunities to get involved. Freedom And yet fear feeds on our weakness, Who read the page Pepuptheday A police man did bark When dawn awakes to a bright new day. This bored his wife rigid 2011-2021 King of Limericks. But I am a bookish nerd. 2 All this will pass, we will be fine, if we take care of ourselves [and] wash our hands, the virus will die. And the beds are now fully occupied. Yay Michael Palins book just for me. To capture their experiences, Save the Children invited children from countries around the world to write short poems about COVID-19, life under lockdown, and how the pandemic has changed their lives. Eating pudding from a can Were fed up, were lonely, were sad. But there does not have to be meanness. His writhed hands did at the linen pluck; (0). In bad temper, All over the world people are looking at their neighbors in a new way Each one faced with the unknown, When all this ends, I will go to the park to skate. Make men hard-hearted. Place him on the truck. Watching tv and eating The worries of the last few weeks Can't promise I won't cry. Quite quietly, but finishing loud. Insinuations vile I'm in nursing school. The author of this poem, Laura Kelly Fanucci, lives in Minnesota and writes a syndicated column titled Faith at Home which is published in Catholic newspapers in the US. Rules are for fools, for the herd, for the thick. Yes there is fear. So we can go get sozzled, Who had a corona fear Today, breathe. Our Heartbreaking world is becoming one great big mess. It has been hard, but we marked each one individually and from there made a shortlist and chose a winner. In places far away, That you liked to have around. Feeling anxiety, fear, and seeing massive condemnation, The world's in bad shape, but it's not the end. Coronavirus lockdown poem from priest in Ireland goes viral Lucretius set about writing his long poem in order to explain Epicurean philosophy to a Roman audience, but his poem also contains these lines on the Plague of Athens, which conclude the poem: Mortal miasma in Cecropian lands / Whilom reduced the plains to dead mens bones . Searching empty shelves, for nourishing food to eat? Our doctor told my husband, Titus, He tried his hand shearing Good at yoga, could do the splits For that I am so glad. He'll have to cut right through my jungle. And spread blessings along the way, So one big advantage of Zoom 0 She tried so hard to hold together, There's a jungle on my head. On today's #One2ThreeShow The Poetry Podcast features a couple of lockdown limericks.. There's also new music from THE ANCHORESS, Ben Howard, Imelda May, Noel Gallagher, RONNIE WOOD, TOM JONES, BABY QUEEN, A CAUSE IN DISTRESS, Taylor Swift, WEEZER & more, plus Mark Searby's in for film . Simon Armitage, Lockdown. You know your friends all have their struggles, our families and my friends. knight, oxford revue, history degree, cbe to his name One of Mum's favourite quotes. The African-American poet, publisher, activist, and performance artist Jayne Cortez (1934-2012) writes powerfully here about the importance of resistance, and although the resistance she argues for is political rather than biological, her poem contains the resonant words They will spray you with / a virus of legionnaires disease / fill your nostrils with / the swine flu of their arrogance Although this reference to swine flu gives the poem a twenty-first-century feel, it was actually published back in the early 1980s. Bare fridge and empty pasta tub The midnight drive when work was done. Was instructed by the N.E.U., Share your story! Love poems from lockdown: A work of fiction The coronavirus pandemic has provided so many unlikely opportunities for inner reflection and self-improvement. Blame Pep Up The Day One day we'll get that feeling - There was a young man from Wuhan, With some cable news All over the place Lockdown Limerick Challenge for you I once again felt happy and once again felt free. When will that dream job come? Learn more about our work in the Democratic Republic of Congo. But that eye test at Barnard when we're going through Hell we keep going. To convey what lies inside. A virus with a smiling heart of stone. Suddenly, and abruptly I felt peace, and it was oh so serene. I don't know how I'm feeling. Never before have so many children been out of school at the same time. /Nums /Catalog Poetry Partisans - Facebook Who awoke with a throbbing nightstick Our casualties of war. I suspect Im not the only one to have lost my mind. Vain, he struts When I cant go out. Bens six, hell think his Dads dumb. Can't go swimming in pools, Thursdays he clangered for the NHS. Corona filled the empty space. See, I've been dreaming of this moment But if you stroke his fur Fax: (206) 527-1009 From the crate on his van, << So we pray and we remember that Then lockdown kicked in You put our health at risk and our education has been halted by you The lovely young maiden Miss Vickers, Did her shopping online A virus is amongst us. She wants to make love, Gaze up at the sky and pick out a star. Then once again we'll be on our way Today I got the feeling Many chose to do physical things to raise money. Who stockpiled cheap hand sanitiser on tour Resembling Demis Roussos, wearing Komonas. Despite their differences, their struggles are shared and they remain united in their hope for a brighter future. A rest that's been well-earned. Without a single trace. Ill throw my arms open wide, Another week minus cake Maths, reading and writing, Who walked to the shops on their stilts, A role that couldn't be compared to any amount of wealth. Or watch birds, talk on Zoom, or grow flowers Who was happy go lucky kinda Girl Lockdown Limericks By Julian Putley Limericks. "We make the rules, The Oak reaches upwards as if heaven to meet. Whose baking made her hubby frown, By that time, well all have gone mad. I am clever, for I am Dominic, The Government not providing ppe for the nhs, 1 Freedom from this grim living hell. I know I don't fit in with your style, For all locked indoors And other real dangers And dreaming of trips to Barcelona, Its lockdown day 93 to touch across the empty square, I was amazed in equal measure by the generosity of so many people in Italy who contributed. He deserves more than the news on a screen What an insufferable prick, Netflix and Hulu and Prime Anger, seething anger, began to fill my head, Our world is now at war To how little control we really have. That's so lovely of you to leave a comment. Space outside Our freedom, because of a virus, ( G o o g l e) Is that vitamin C Businesses are closed, and schools have moved to online platforms. Leaving us feel disconnected. I went to the library last monthand borrowed every book they hadon the subject of human sensuality.I read them one by onefrom front to back.And still you were not impressed.You said I lacked spontaneity.So I looked to the appendixwhere they suggested Iwrite you a love poem. through the neighborhood Without mass objection The self-isolation can be rough. And we'll be smiling face to face. Doing nothing but chores Your kind words have touched my heart. Looking about (6). We are going through unprecedented times and situations. And can now touch her toes with her nose. And though you may not be able This is what you should do Determined to keep herself slim. Where they all like my face Help lift the darkness looming. November 3, 2020 at 4:09 am Reminds me of that famous movie; "Dr. Strangeworld or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Yoke Of Oppression." A real classic. A 2 metre gap to pass by us!! Are to do what I say A brave nurse, that she is, The arrogant prick Soaping up in the shower So grateful, happy and so sad Who found it difficult to touch her toes. And outward-seeming, heart-unmeaning tear A thick dark cloud lingers over the ward. LOTS MORE COMPETITIONS TO ENTERhere or on the Competitions tab above. Sing. For something to do from monty python This quarantine makes me think, There is a new virus in town To how big we really are. My hair is like a thicket; And unable to roam close-knit clanger yarns and limericks win acclaim, perhaps we shall see and hear and oh dear, glean To stay current and read even more children's poems that capture life during COVID-19, sign up here. Old Tom is now a hundred years old Coronavirus Limericks from the Community Friends of the Arts And behind me you always hide your smile. Of her prowess at farting: Shops will open, buzzing again. But may we use this time to focus on the most important things and slow down in a way weve never been forced to do before. Wed like to thank Caroline Collingridge for suggesting a number of these poems to us here at IL Towers; a poem by Caroline, reflecting the mood during the current pandemic, concludes this selection. Is supposedly better for you. And give thanks for all that is new. If we all keep our hands squeaky clean. Or let our lights grow dim. The staff and the patients lying in their beds. She keenly buttered his corn on the cob. what plaguesthere is no knowing! And stare out at the sky. For them, the world was bright and new, Nor less th insidious knave, supremely dull! Across much of the globe, the frantic pace and headlong industry of life have been forcibly slowed. across the empty squares, Our fears keep us awake a night, seeing and hearing new cases every day, putting us in a state of total confusion, not knowing whats going to happen next. Yet we're close because we care, To what really matters. Who's antics and japes are quite funny. There is a forest on my head. R /Pages It's me and them and you. Corona virus you're pants!! no boor Sickness, hatred, and fear, The government have duels, I don't know how I'm feeling. The hopes and whims Thank god for Facebook and Zoom, There was a quiet woman from Dorking Rossetti (1830-94) captures the terrifying suddenness of plague as it gripped the living and rapidly transformed them into the dead indeed, the multitude dead. Poetry is to educate people, to lead them away from hate to love, from violence to mercy and pity. Yes there is panic buying. Were fighting a deadly pandemic But if we stick together, it can be enough. Youve become a thorn in our flesh Whom we all do adore. Memories to cherish. He could meet the needs of his wife, a food snob We need to be patient; we need to be kind. Stay home: avoid going to town I'm tickled at how quickly men were fooled. Than a goulash of rat, The streets will come alive again. But for now my weary body needs *There was a lady from Venus Lockdown Limericks | Home Contagion foul Here are some of the best poems to deal with this terrifying topic. Out flie the citizens, some here, some there; Some of the poems were funny and some were not. I miss playing with my friends at school. And I've grown as fat as a sow! One thing is for sure, we'll never be the same after this. Its like a little quarantine pardon. I don't know how I'm feeling. Folks had to observe, You can open them by clicking on the icons below. And do as we are asked We enjoyed Anne's limerick and thought that it conjured up a feeling that we can all relate to in the current time. Design by, Serious Limericks: There once was an unsmiling rhymer, The 12 Ways of Christmas: A song of multiculti celebration, Melodious Limericks about Classical Music. The end is coming the trees unpruned, ragged and deformed. Alone, but well-fed, But by heavens above, So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". may hear the sounds of family around them. We wont compromise our fate to see a glowing nation without COVID-19 so stay safe, stay at home, we will see you soon. Snakes are in the undergrowth. The issues are not academic I didnt know all of these when I started researching the post it was Armitages recent poem that gave me the idea :), Fabulous choices thanks so much for digging them out for us. Now, youll be among the first to know how Save the Children is responding to the most urgent needs of children, every day and in times of crisisand how your support can make a difference. Have been in lock down forever its seems She started to exercise with Joe Wicks. Mummy, Daddy, Mary and Jean I can't thank you enough. Thousands of people are dying with co vid 19 Who usually had nowhere to go I'm a tutor, and I'm looking for great examples of poetry written by kids. Was it yes? Winston Churchill first said it, well knowing, With an enemy that's unseen. Resided in Bourton th Water We'll have a completely masked ball, R I gave the bags to mom. /St If its blood that you crave who dreamt she danced naked in the street And our friends we must rely on Who used to like to go whalin Mary Latter (1725-77) was an English poet, essayist and playwright whose name has fallen out of the history books, but she gave us this dramatic evocation of living in a time of Contagion (published in 1759). Alas, until the cure is found, Old in body, young in heart, Wondering on By Darren - Fun from Darren and one of the first entries we received. I was amazed and humbled by the generosity of everyone I wrote to!Then, my dear friend Dr Giosia Di Saverio, who is an Italian surgeon, translated the poems into Italian, with the help of his son Alessandro, and sent it out to his friends and family. Who awoke with a throbbing tick Today a young woman I know The spring was a ghost, as winter wither'd away. I don't know how I'm feeling, Stay at home, keep your head My friends and family, they're all fine. When my boss told me I was furlough Though sad about everyone dyin'. Please help these people recover, Lord. By Sue Hemsworth - There were quite a few political limericks and this was entered during those eventful few days! But instead of baulking Until a vaccine was invented. So that the elders may have someone to call on. Or walk around waving your junk When staying at home Philip Morin Freneau (1752-1832) was an American poet, polemicist, sea captain and newspaper editor who has been dubbed The Poet of the American Revolution.