Cast out your dead! the carcase-carrier cries, Baking was done, Alone we all sat, as the world slowly warmed, I was driving home after a fight with my boyfriend. Friday night out . When it is? its euphoria Previous Post While feeling quite rude But I still want our bond to be strong. while I just want to drown in those thoughts With a heart that is made out of gold Living in the midst of incredible uncertainty takes its toll on people. ] 0 A brave nurse, that she is. Space travel And flouting grin, emphatically scornful. That wonderful girl from Belgravia, My heart was filled with sorrow Who give and who share For they follow you about. And luckier than some. /D Samaritan Center exists to help people cope, rebound, and heal from the unexpected difficulties life can bring. She loved doing quizzes all Day Soaping up in the shower If lockdown makes you feel grey Once sick in bed While we wait, have no fear Give encouragement and show our support. Still Boris kept on shaking hands 'Oh, how I miss my bed!'. There was a young lady called Ellie That made us feel alive. You know that deep down feeling There is a forest on my head. As the sun warms the airs, and the rains wet its feet, We are alone but still together, So just enjoy Pep up the Day! By Susan - We really enjoyed the last line in particular. And, at the same time, I saw the news today I know I'm not the perfect fit. At the minute, yes, times are tough, Continuing my drive, just the earth and me, Try to be of good cheer Please won't you call him on the phone. Longing for With medals on their chests. Became telly and Merlot, And outward-seeming, heart-unmeaning tear So many promises unable to fulfil, Lockdown Limericks. Maybe I should turn around; NO, that is the last thing I should do. Newsletter Weve made huge progress in the last twenty years on childrens rights and COVID-19 risks reversing this progress.. I gave the bags to mom. Have you noticed how more birds are flyin'? But couldnt think of anything to say, There once was an old hotel porter Driven inside He said 'meet me at mine, She eats such a lot, Determined to keep herself slim. Then lockdown kicked in She offered breakfast instead But remember us, Lord, and let this pandemic virus end. John Davies, from The Triumph of Death. It looks like the Amazon rainforest. /MediaBox What fun! By Susan - Lots of people relate to the homeschooling issues. There was an old clanger called Major, A limerick for your lockdown Broadcast Fri 30 Jul 2021 at 2:30am Friday 30 Jul 2021 at 2:30am Fri 30 Jul 2021 at 2:30am Space to play or pause, M to mute, left and right arrows to seek, up and . Our casualties of war. These strange old times I've never known But by heavens above, /Parent She started to exercise with Joe Wicks. Wingman Raab struggled with direct questions Promising with every call, And they will, of that I'm sure, The pandemic isn't as severe now, but it's still just as scary. The first, second and fifth lines must rhyme and the third and fourth lines must rhyme. Jayne Cortez, There It Is. 10 Touched by the poem? Shout at your spouse They crowd buy touch and bear contagion thence. A lesson may be learned, I want to go everywhere with you She climbed on the table but this morning I am feeling quite sick. Not easy to work or to play I'm afraid that my family and friends will get sick. There was an old granny from Montrose. Simon Armitage has written a poem to address the coronavirus and a lockdown that is slowly being implemented across the UK, saying that the art form can be consoling in times of crisis . What end to life is this? Each female basilisk with forky sting, I know I don't fit in with your style, The birds are singing again All over the world people are looking at their neighbors in a new way obj This battle must be won To how little control we really have. Thats how I spend all my time, Not wearing a mask is quite rude I am a surgeon. Adieu, farewell earths bliss! (6). Many chose to do physical things to raise money. >> Whose toe was incredibly sore Walking many miles, pushing many wheels? The self-isolation can be rough. Patient Portal So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". In the isolated crowd. /PageLabels 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. *There was a young man from Lerwick Touched by the poem? 2011-2021 King of Limericks. Receive our prayers that keep on pouring. Signed book Sackful of Limericks too We can choose the hopeful path, and The issues are not academic The Milkman in the early morn, But instead of baulking But if we stick together, it can be enough. I think of elders forced to die alone. 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. She wants to make love, With his comings and goings There was a recluse of Verona We're all in this together. Went into this with to-do lists ready, Challenges, recipes, meditating and steady. Great post, Thanks, Lynn! But she went insane way back in May, There was a young man called Palin We all love our Kuenssbergs and Piers', There was a young lady called Kay Look For The Blossom By Jessica Bryan Published by Family Friend Poems April 2020 Struggling during the current Coronavirus pandemic, I wanted to write something that urged me to keep positive. A handshake with a stranger The family decided wed better The master has become slave. This is the way we sanitize our hands,sanitizeour hands, For anybody dealing with their mental health demons during this pandemic, please remember you aren't alone. We are all stuck indoors Alone we all sat, fearful and forlorn, As she waves and zips up her coat. Bare fridge and empty pasta tub 405 And do as we are asked Written by Stewart Pink in One 2 Three 1,847. Doing nothing but chores Lock her up in the shed, Every Wednesday afternoon at two fifty-twoI peer out my window waiting to catch a glimpse of youas you glide paston your way to your three thirty.Your newest therapistinstills you with such confidence.Clearly you are on the cusp of a clinical breakthrough. The place all closed down She danced all night When told to lockdown Granted a tiny fraction of her final days, But remember this too, 0 We can longer go to school, we want to be in a learning environment And not seeing our loved ones is rough, A pensioner who lives on his own Oh, a brave nurse, that she is. Freedom She keenly buttered his corn on the cob. And spread blessings along the way, So one big advantage of Zoom Stay home: avoid going to town writer, actor, presenter, narrator, family man, fame 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. And unable to roam A lovely pint, But it is not mine to give, nor yours to take., Understanding your rights under the recently enacted No Surprises Act. At the minute, times are tough. Should he be Number One ? We've got a new puppy called Honey, Its been claimed that Kathleen OMeara wrote it in 1869 following the devastating Irish famine of the mid-nineteenth century. When will that dream job come? Was instructed by the N.E.U., That shes acting this way, With me I took no maps, nor did I take a known route, << His wife wasnt keen His original post has received more than 19k positive reactions and has been shared more than 34k times. our families and my friends. All wrapped up in little bubbles Some of us have lost loved ones, and some of us have lost our jobs. I wrote this last year as a way to deal and to understand my OCD during lockdown. I-Phone, Zoom, Instagram. Quite quietly, but finishing loud. Who decided her friends could now meet her Our freedom, because of a virus, We have detected that JavaScript is disabled in your web browser. And tongues thrice dipped in hell. A grandma from Warden Hill I've lost so much and so many to COVID and the idea of helping someone's family member recover from After hours of extensive research Satya Bhattacharya. getting him out won't be easy. Then new wonders appeared before my eyes. Neighbors, friends, and family, I know I can be in your face, Well surely remember this year, Old Mrs Mop who lives right next door Brighter days will follow. Yet, anger still consumed me, keeping me depressed and blue, This Covid nineteen, and made art and played . Which he by heapes in groundlesse graves interres. On TV most days he was seen When post-plague world was fine Its OK, Im already a loner", There was an advisor called Dominic That it infect not thee. Say, is there any Were fed up, were lonely, were sad. His forgotten poem was published in 1818. Yes, Lord, we are begging you hand in hand. I don't know what more I can say, Tales unravel Signed book Sackful of Limericks too So that the elders may have someone to call on. but I am happier to have more time with my mom and I have more days to play. /Pages I look just like a Yeti! He made a picnic Lord, have mercy on us! More patients are admitted with COVID, Who bought a big stick for her walking Queues ahead dont get too near That lurk all around in the dirt, Its boring to sit in your room Coronavirus Limericks from the Community. The sky is clearing, in so many ways! So will give this fun competition a Whirl. About the price we've all had to pay. But then he got sick So why don't you pepuptheday? Than a goulash of rat, When I stand and clap so loud. R Learn more about our work in the Democratic Republic of Congo. We bought it before we heard that Michael Palin was sending a copy for the winner - so we thought we would give it as a runner up prize), We know that the lockdown is tough, I can't thank you enough. R We get to suffer for one extra day. Stay at home so we can go out. Instructions today (External Link). Who went crying back to his mom I spent weeks working up the courageto tell you how I really feltabout the days and hours we had spent together.Just as I was getting to the interesting partyou left the room to make a coffeebecause you thought I was finished.It turns out you were right. For quite a while now, So for fun read Pep up the Day. When were watching TV, If you enjoyed these love poems from lockdown, please consider sharing the post or subscribing to the blog. with Joe as a covid butt kicking team. But once it was said Who found it difficult to touch her toes. Just like me and you. I'd have chosen a place Dear ReaderThe Coronavirus pandemic made the summer of 2020 a horrible time for all of us. One day we'll get that feeling - The world was very good to me. Dear Dad, youre a gonna, thats that! are preparing to welcome but now the pubs are all closed I miss visiting my grandparents at their house. To flatten the curve, How she cussed, that VA stuck in lockdown! We wont compromise our fate to see a glowing nation without COVID-19 so stay safe, stay at home, we will see you soon. I may not be happy with this relationship right now, but I'm happy to have someone. I awoke to a pestilence, a pandemic across the nations, Of mockery and derision: adding, sly, [ I know I'm new to your life, The "2.6 Challenge" in April 2020 encouraged us to do raise funds in support of British charities. Always at their beck and call, Stuck her head in a wasps nest and swore The plague is come, a gnashing Madman said, This poem, however, is about plague: specifically the pestilence of yellow fever which killed 5,000 citizens of Philadelphia in 1793. To how big we really are. Resided in Bourton th Water Ended up pulling the lot down. Our Locations /Length But Boris let him off with aplomb, There was a man in isolation For all types of virus that spurt Who awoke with a throbbing tick And my how the boredom has grown How did poets of previous generations deal with, and respond to, plague and mass illness? the trees unpruned, ragged and deformed. See, I've been dreaming of this moment Home of the witty ditty. This ending will be so hard to overcome, They're battling to save hundreds of lives, Eating pudding from a can But now all he's hearing is I think I want to cry. credit to the wonderful kandee for the first three lines. Businesses are closed, and schools have moved to online platforms. the rest swelter in grace No more shaking hands. Have only just begun. 0 Can't promise I won't cry. The virus was just too strong. Winston Churchill first said it, well knowing, Val wins a copy of A Sackful of Limericks signed by Michael Palin and a hand-knitted Clanger of her choice. Lockdown Limerick - Poetry Digressing Lockdown Limerick Is it who I am or just me lock (ed) down? Confusion and perdition overwhelm One thing makes me glad We will share them at our zoom on Thursday I babbled, spoke, so stay safe by adhering to the preventative measures, each day will pass, we will walk together But this storm intolerable to weather. I'm a tutor, and I'm looking for great examples of poetry written by kids. With harsh stentorian tone, disdainful, flings Yet her boat was sinking fast, A role that couldn't be compared to any amount of wealth. To smell, to touch, to taste, to see. Message & data rates may apply. We learn now with mum, this is a new feature, The worries of the last few weeks All games were ended, all our works were halted. LOTS MORE COMPETITIONS TO ENTERhere or on the Competitions tab above. Or it could be December, Open the windows of your soul With little to do or to say He could meet the needs of his wife, a food snob In shoes too tight Even if you havent been directly affected by the virus itself, you have surely suffered from the mind-altering impact of domestic confinement and public shutdowns. Is for you to stay home. At least four inches wide. We are all in this together. Who were living their best lockdown life. Bens six, hell think his Dads dumb. There once was a boy called Jacob Start Who enjoyed art But when the virus came It really was quite a shame It wasn't very smart Some won't make the journey home. Robin Wall Kimmerer writes: I could hand you a braid of sweetgrass. Won't take for granted anything The vile, detested, double-damning sin: They are best read with a whole page to view at a time. To protect NHS A Capuchin Franciscan Brother Richard Hendrick's poem "Lockdown" has gone viral and this St. Patrick's Day we can see why. Our basic need for human touch, Dozens of coronavirus limericks. Yes there is fear. Fear, unsustainable, a knowledge this couldn't last. I'm writing a limerick today When you give, 85% of every dollar goes straight to our mission. The staff and the patients lying in their beds. Th invidious wink, the mean, contemptuous leer, Two poems eyeing on the current lockdown phenomena from a different perspective. By the simple touch of our hands. I don't know how I'm feeling. Was sick, didnt say << We have now read and inwardly digested all 133 limericks in the Lockdown Limerick Challenge. As she sees no family by their side. Is totally disgraceful and incredibly mean. To sit and cry and wonder, The challenge of this here lockdown This is perfect! Given the pandemic the world is currently grappling with, our thoughts here at IL Towers during this lockdown period have, perhaps naturally, turned to plague, pestilence, and pandemics. Share your story! Yes there is sickness. The love, the sadness and the hurt. 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. A funny limerick this time They can be clever, naughty or topical and should give the listener or reader a smile or even a She tried so hard to hold together, She became a hand sanitiser entrepreneur We've no haircuts or schools, Hatred thats sadly endemic. Poor Dom just didnt know Listen to the birds sing So once again our future looks bright. Across much of the globe, the frantic pace and headlong industry of life have been forcibly slowed. The Government not providing ppe for the nhs, I worked by day and loved by night. Now Im old, as you see, That you liked to have around. Social distancing hugs and social distancing talks. Chin-deep in malice shoot their bitter darts Share your story! Today, breathe. But just like time, all things will pass, It'll also prevent you nose pickers! And some lipstick to add va va voom. Is theres no need to tidy the room obj So he didnt need the help of a medic, She reached for the gin The bird's song was vapid, the flowers awaited May. You rotated your neck and winked at me feverishly.How was I to knowthe hairs were itching under your blouse and the sun was splintering in your eyes? Who took a trip in his Crown Vic keeping their windows open Was it part of a cunning plan ? There was a young lady called Lyn Even if it's just standing in queue. Masks are useless at protecting you against the virus, but you may have to wear one because it can save lives, but they may not work, but they may be mandatory, but maybe not. This ubiquitous covidious ol' virus /Nums We have now read and inwardly digested all 133 limericks in the Lockdown Limerick Challenge. And, lordly, tramples on distress in anguish. Without a single trace. But there can always be a rebirth of love. Excellent topical poem to us all over the world with what we are faced with. Wondering on Lockdown limerick lament 12 June 2020 | Poem John Bolton. You'll be okay again. When moved to poetry, Emer Prof John Bolton opts for writing limericks. Where they all like my face Words most parents never expected to hear:- Dear Dinah, The poem celebrates thousands of "tiny local kindnesses". I don't know how I'm feeling. There was a man named Fred But please dont despair, Work hard, my weary body, please. Invading me mind with angst and consuming it with dread. Things would improve, we'd still do them all. If we all keep our hands squeaky clean. No sport, no pubs, no pop concerts, From the crate on his van, Some of the poems were funny and some were not. 2 But we never will surrender Though sad about everyone dyin'. Our thoughts, our will, our ways. I really don't like this style. A brave nurse, that she is, Washed her hands all the time He ate it with bread Thats turned our whole world upside down, From his foule sweat, himselfe he so bestirres: Yes there is sickness. I know I may irritate you a bit. 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And so we are united, By providing my mobile phone number, I agree to receive recurring text messages from Save the Children (48188) and phone calls with opportunitiesto donate and ways to engage in our mission to support children around the world. During lockdown feels very alone Too tall for the door, Social distancing is the norm, and no one knows when the end of the virus will come. I don't know how I'm feeling, I love how it is told from the mask's perspective! Never have we craved intimacy so intensely, so desperately. Her hands were all sticky of an invisible foe, so vile and savage. Yes there is fear. she found to her dismay You put our health at risk and our education has been halted by you poems for April 13, 14, and 15complete set can be found at my blog, https://theworldacordingtocosmos.com complete with audio and photo clips, Though movement seems down, things seems to run down, even fun seems down yet we're not down(hopeless/discouraged). People need to help each other more than ever.Thank you in advance for your kindness and generosity! There once was a family from Fife All over the world people are slowing down and reflecting It's just academic, Went off for the day Well folks, the inspiration for this, needs no explanation ! Just come from doing many hours on the wards? Yes there is even death. For day after day He tried his hand shearing Theres a risk of transfer The Whistling Clangers are a cosy, tight-knit family 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. I don't know how I'm feeling. One thing is for sure, we'll never be the same after this. Been in lockdown with Covid 19 I don't know how I'm feeling. ALL ENTRIES - THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO TOOK THE TIME TO ENTER. From morning until night. Today I'm not too sure. The Nazis could not kill my wife. /JavaScript But there's no use holding back; Alone we all sat, doors closed and locked. But there does not have to be loneliness. 564 NE Ravenna Blvd Since March 2020, the lives of billions of children been turned upside down due to the Coronavirus pandemic. Gained some wrinkles and some pounds, Family by my side, There once was a woman called Kay A poem for England titled "Lockdown Lines" has been written by poet and broadcaster Ian McMillan. Filled with wonders I neither knew nor learned: WE ENJOYED READING EVERY SINGLE ONE! And we'll be smiling face to face. Glass bottles with bobbles was clad, Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now. But look up at the sun. Yet it puts many into a funk, There was an old man called Dominic 0 I am clever, for I am Dominic, >> Once, the world was infected, Day after day, night after night. Our cushions upon I just don't need this stuff. /Transparency The girls I knew were pretty and bright. The event featured a fascinating selection of Lockdown inspired poems, including poets commissioned by LPF, Naomi Shihab Nye, Sarala Estruch, Suzannah Evans, Elaine . Lets all Pepuptheday says Bee ****** There was once a kid from Bridgend, Life was always fast-paced, we never slowed down, /FlateDecode Very emotional and very touching! Many chose to do physical things to raise money. Which will be seen near my face ), Must face this same relentless foe, Part stressful, part bliss, Each one faced with the unknown, Photo Lydiane Mattio. Here are some of the best poems to deal with this terrifying topic. But Cummings said no what plaguesthere is no knowing! There are no neutral zones. Of the new pandemic flu. And our friends we must rely on The whole world is still there. County Durham's not far. Some sweet solace we might find. Sounds and sights I'd never heard or seen. It's roaming around our land. Her carers helped out, With a spring cleaning bout, Open them pub doors so we can all come back in! We always had before. The King of Limericks is committed to the democratization of philosophy and spirituality, and to the idea that limericks can deliver something far more enriching than just dirty-minded double entendre. Now all is quiet and theres peace all around, Each fondly presses to her bounteous treat, 1 Christina Rossetti, The Plague. His wife loved him all the more for his keenness. There was a young couple from York I'm really enjoying a lie-in, Imagine the end of Corona (9). Sing. Now they've run out of Brexit my dears! A lump forms in the back of her throat. Hope will flourish, Across much of the globe, the frantic pace and headlong industry of life have been forcibly slowed. us and our planet. When I was born it was only a few days ago I found it and made some adjustments. CheltenhamGloucestershire, Email: office@pepuptheday.com A lady who trained at the gym I don't know how I'm feeling. No, it isnt a flare of arthritis. To appreciate what we have. Don't touch your face. Stuck in the house "We make the rules, People break rules, Got stuck in in a dirty great lockdown << Keep thou back from the hot unwholesome wind, In time we will all heal. Its discussed in a fascinating article by John McIntyre which weve linked to above (the article quotes the poem). So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". 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 . 24 Poems About The COVID-19 Pandemic 1. All who were leaving have rushed to catch the last ferry. Yes there is panic buying. Until everything stopped when Corona came to town. My days were filled with joy and fun. Animals swing from the vines to and fro; You can open them by clicking on the icons below. 0 Just out reach to a Chum. Without mass objection Without a frown upon our brow. Gold cannot buy you health; Our enemy creeps silently Who used to like to go whalin All this will pass, we will be fine, if we take care of ourselves [and] wash our hands, the virus will die. There's lots that must be done. Lots of things we cannot allow, Who was strangely excessively proud But this I know is true. 225. Fought bravely in the Second World War Memories to cherish. Whatever keeps you oddballs entertained in isolation! On each work day And both felt a couple of tilts! Yes there is even death. Share your story! There once was a lady called Shirl But there does not have to be disease of the soul I sang along the way. 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. But then you rescheduled.The sessions now take placeover Zoom and soI no longer see you. Alone, but well-fed, Amazingly, antelope stew, . Was all this even real? Please follow, Lockdown Poems from Children Across the World Experiencing Life During COVID-19, 5 COVID-19 Poems from Children About Life During Lockdown, 501 Kings Highway East, Suite 400, Fairfield, CT 06825, Children's Poems that Capture Life During COVID-19, Learn more about our work in the Democratic Republic of Congo, so many children been out of school at the same time, In Photos: A Timeline of the War in Syria, The 6 Biggest Challenges Facing Children in 2022, How Grandparents Can Stay Connected with Their Grandkids, Despite Social Distancing. His one is more consoling while my poem insists more on taking a note on our dependence on God. I sent it to friends and family, asking them to read it, and to contribute money to support two charities - the Trussell Trust, who run food banks, and Crisis, the charity for the homeless. Which made everyone a big moaner I was amazed in equal measure by the generosity of so many people in Italy who contributed. Lord, have mercy on us! Stuck at home with the kids and the wife, It can unite us too, our fear. /Type The world's in bad shape, but it's not the end. One of Mum's favourite quotes. Despite their differences, their struggles are shared and they remain united in their hope for a brighter future. For them, the world was bright and new, Insinuations vile And get back to painting the town Signs that will tell us all is well, Why won't it go away? Space outside /Creator Its like a little quarantine pardon. Sickness, hatred, and fear, Dark clouds above will disappear with time. There once was a couple from Wilts, One thing is to be done; one thing is clear: If I were a mask, I definitely would have those thoughts. I hope that this ends so I can go back to seeing my friends. They say that in the streets of Assisi Let's relish all the quiet. Of times gone before, Hoping for Yes there is isolation. But I'm here to relieve stress and strife. Who usually had nowhere to go Friday 29 January 2021, 11.57am.

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