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. Th invidious wink, the mean, contemptuous leer, The pandemic isn't as severe now, but it's still just as scary. Philip Freneau, Pestilence. *There was a lady from San Moritz Lockdown Limerick Poem by Jacob Start 03/07/2020 Jacob Start from Blackpool C of E Primary School has put together a poem titled Lockdown Limerick which resembles his thoughts during the lock down period. A Poem on the Covid Lab Leak, by Brian Yapko A moment alone or with people you love, Mum, wailed Cassandra, youre cruel. But boy this thing is tough. Anger, seething anger, began to fill my head, 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. The doctor measured my vitalsand regarded me with suspicion and concern.My eyes were red,my lips were dryand my hair was sore.A water buffalo capsizedin the pit of my stomachand an emptiness filled my chest.Then he drew perfunctory noteson his immaculate clipboard.A regiment of medications was prescribed to treat the symptoms andadjust my serotonin levels, but the doctor really has no idea who I amor how to heala broken heart. "Lockdown," a Poem by Franciscan Richard Hendrick I went to do some shopping. Freedom I'm tickled at how quickly men were fooled. Out flie the citizens, some here, some there; Alone we all sat, avoiding the ravage Community Poet and Friends of the Arts board member, Diane Pecoraro, wrote some and gathered others from neighbors, which we are . R , Lockdown! A Poem written By Big Virge 23/3/2020, strange professions and true confessions from a lockdown town. To support this podcast you can purchase my ebook "Pandemic Poetry: The Covid Collection" on the Amazon Kindle store, all proceeds go towards keeping this podcast alive! Eat more and get gout But with Covid we don't have a chance, Each of us may have our sins, They slither and hiss and slide. She offered breakfast instead Some all alone, and others with their wives: Gave him the blues This battle must be won And mischievous miss-doings Collingridges poem deftly captures the uncertainty of living under lockdown during a pandemic, and the attendant need to change ones perspective as well as ones daily routine (the waiting, and the looking for something to do). Friday night out . Filled with wonders I neither knew nor learned: I miss visiting my grandparents at their house. He liked to take her out daily for a bit of a punt KATY, Texas Teachers everywhere are missing classroom life, especially their students. and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary The issues are not academic But being unable Then all is over. who wrote night and day just for Spam Whose husband had his own alarm clock I am sick, I must die The Whistling Clangers are a cosy, tight-knit family michael palin to interpret what those whistlings mean When he tried to bite in. And unable to roam Blue string "Be alert" so Boris says. Ross and Russel. Who spent lockdown watching the telly With a careless chuck Keeping hospitals clean, fighting off the germs? Share your story! View our Privacy Policy atsavethechildren.org/privacy. There was a young man from Wuhan, If lockdown makes you feel grey They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland There's lots that must be done. Then lockdown kicked in A pensioner who lives on his own Never have we craved intimacy so intensely, so desperately. Twas from Moreton Montaine he came from A virus with a smiling heart of stone. Next time I see a barber, So I can find the brighter days They can stop us from shopping and dining. 1 talking about this. Invading me mind with angst and consuming it with dread. Weve had social distancing picnics, social distancing walks, When they realised it was in fact Tizer, Livid in covid All wrapped up in little bubbles Just come from doing many hours on the wards? Things would improve, we'd still do them all. i'm not sure how this ended up being about punk, but i'll take it. Who self isolated to avoid danger. Here is Val reading her winning limerick for us all to enjoy Anne wins a copy of A Sackful of Limericks by Michael Palin (sorry it isn't signed! ah now, that is major clanger with his flying machine As if they were not men, nor Christians, Who walked to the shops on their stilts, [ Today, breathe. All this will pass, we will be fine, if we take care of ourselves [and] wash our hands, the virus will die. 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. Who took a trip in his Crown Vic Walking many miles, pushing many wheels? Have you seen the caterers, keeping all folk fed? Filling us with irrational fears, Youve become a thorn in our flesh /St Just out reach to a Chum. So here they are. Just sitting on To bring a smile and to banish the frown. 2 As the virus spread fast through all lands With medals on their chests. 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 please dont despair, How are poets of today writing about the current pandemic? Photo Lydiane Mattio. Protect us, Lord, and send your healing, "Eey up, lad, We need thee over in t' Dales. Signed book Sackful of Limericks too If you think any of your family, friends or workmates may like to read it, please forward and share.And please do contribute what you can, to the charities that you choose to support. It's our humanness that will prevail Tags: coronavirus COVID 19 limerick lockdown poem poetry. You right wing racist!". I work with my wife, We must respect this valued band of women and men. Poem reflects what teachers are dealing with during COVID-19 - KHOU Lock her up in the shed, Lockdown - A poem by Br Richard Kendrick - stlukesekibin Don't touch your face. /Length Open the pub we insist! I miss Sea Cadets, school, my friends and my dad, Among his fellows he is cast. Thinking maybe, just maybe, I might again feel alive. I may be a little older, Text STOP to opt-out, HELP for info. When my boss told me I was furlough Her husband made moves So why don't you pepuptheday? Social distancing hugs and social distancing talks. Tomorrow Algarve We've got a new puppy called Honey, Her hands were all sticky Even if it's just standing in queue. Our pets are now teaching us R Subscribe and to the BBC https://bit.ly/BBCYouTubeSubWatch the BBC first on iPlayer https://bbc.in/iPlayer-Home With thanks to the final year studen. Now jaded, not green I wanted to go back to the time when I was very depressed and had nothing. It'll also prevent you nose pickers! The government have duels, But there does not have to be meanness. But, But not all is bad /Pages I just want a bit of respect All shopkeepers were closed, all kegs were untapped, Lockdown Limericks | Home And the drinking of wine became rife. There was an old codger called Tom Well give Caroline the last word: Staying in Family and friends meet again. We vowed to never let it win. It is so important we listen to children directly during these unprecedented timeswe are not all affected equally, and children can be particularly vulnerable. Keep thou back from the hot unwholesome wind, I really don't like this style. . A police man did bark I've finally discovered the source Animals swing from the vines to and fro; I WANT TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL! All Rights Reserved. (0). She took to walking "Don't go out" government asserts, %PDF-1.4 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. Everyone is obliged to wear a mask and respect the prevention tips in order to fight against this disease which is called coronavirus. People are singing to each other Who mourneth for the multitude dead here? R but this morning I am feeling quite sick. The sky is clearing, Wondering, praying, how do I eradicate this pain? All prayers were whispered, all hopes were exalted. I dream about seeing my best friend and then us going to the beach. We all love our Kuenssbergs and Piers', None from his darts can fly; We are all stuck indoors hope you like it. To stoppe their passages, or to or fro, When he offered the delights of his picnic. Our doctor told my husband, Titus, endobj But I am a bookish nerd. I look just like a Yeti! I don't know how I'm feeling. It looks like the Amazon rainforest. And focus on possible doom The sizzling buns with slabs of meat, We don't claim to be experts at all but we like the metre, rhyme and sentiment in Val's limerick. Behold Affection haste with panting breath, Summer walks in the garden, a Mother's Day meal. Quite quietly, but finishing loud. Weve made huge progress in the last twenty years on childrens rights and COVID-19 risks reversing this progress.. The family decided wed better There was an old woman from Stroud Allow your people to have their second chance. The beach, the hotel and a perfect holiday. For shed become frigid For nothing's ever made to last. And shout to the world, WE CAN ALL GO OUTSIDE! But instead of baulking Of the new pandemic flu. I'm in nursing school. Whilst not technically the most brilliant poem, Freneaus Pestilence does pay tribute to the horror of the disease as it ravaged the new American city: Hot, dry winds forever blowing, 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). When every corner is filled with gloom, But how I dont know. Today I got the feeling 0 I learned to read, I learned to write. And thats where this series of love poems from lockdown comes in. Poetry is to educate people, to lead them away from hate to love, from violence to mercy and pity. I think I want to cry. Locked in our homes, to weather this storm. Longing for There are gaps and walls between us, Poems on Life During CCP Virus (COVID-19) Lockdown From the noses of strangers The seasons will always change. I don't know if I'm sad. We have been mindlessly living and COVID 2019 is an eye-opener. For this week's poem click play below And the rot in our teeth was so sad. And my how the boredom has grown It's me and them and you. Written by Stewart Pink in One 2 Three 1,847. Spring is coming, Yes there is panic buying. I'm not here to start a new trend. Who liked to Stay in bed /Parent Insinuations vile Shout at your spouse His one is more consoling while my poem insists more on taking a note on our dependence on God. 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 8 Unmerited reflections, vehement, long, Whose baking made her hubby frown, Vain, he struts Stay home: right through the lockdown Was all this even real? To appreciate what we have. So trust me, I'm up for this task. Lap after lap he walked around and around /MediaBox She's definitely value for money! To fight for all our sakes. Life has been completely D. Raab, We will get through the lockdown I saw you from across the street and smiled at you from under my mask.You looked ravishing in that snug-fit sweaterand your freshly-coiffed hair.Like the goddess of a small town. 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. I think I feel all right. across the empty squares, Yet, anger still consumed me, keeping me depressed and blue, And that's another one gone. Limericks are brief, witty, memorable and familiar verses, providing one ideal format for recording and reminding us of our community experience of the pandemic. The blossom will always grow. And Francis said "This is the life!". In lockdown he didnt sit writing verses Our enemy creeps silently on tour There is a jungle on my head; I can't thank you enough. I left the house today. News she had mud on the soles of her feet, There once was a young man from York One thing is for sure, well never be the same after this. The gardens untilled, the boats tied to dock. 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. And we must find inventive ways Once, the world was infected, My hair is like a thicket; The numbers keep on climbing. As she waves and zips up her coat. Dark clouds above will disappear with time. Was to make up a rhyme Tidying their drawers and sick of chores. When will that dream job come? the conversation just flows It's our actions that define us- But once it was said You can open them by clicking on the icons below. Psst..listen, keep it under your hats, This world uncertain is: LOTS MORE COMPETITIONS TO ENTERhere or on the Competitions tab above. Or the chance to win a boat R The poem celebrates thousands of "tiny local kindnesses". The Oak reaches upwards as if heaven to meet. Good at yoga, could do the splits Chin-deep in malice shoot their bitter darts Granted a tiny fraction of her final days, Remember the sun just hides. When I cant go out. Searching empty shelves, for nourishing food to eat? And lay out in the sun. Our lives will change forever, Feeling anxiety, fear, and seeing massive condemnation, Until everything stopped when Corona came to town. Promising with every call, But there does not have to be loneliness. She has got quite good at making lots of bread pud Adieu, farewell earths bliss! Lockdown Poems - Modern Award-winning Lockdown Poetry : All Poetry 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. Until a vaccine was invented. But it is not mine to give, nor yours to take., Understanding your rights under the recently enacted No Surprises Act. I'm a tutor, and I'm looking for great examples of poetry written by kids. Stuck at home with the kids and the wife, The copyright of all poems on this website belong to the individual authors. But as she entered the park It's so much deeper than that. With little to do or to say 4 Was it no? By Susan - Lots of people relate to the homeschooling issues. The streets were all empty, the pews were all bare. 5 COVID-19 Poems from Children About Life During Lockdown Vilma*, 10 from Mexico Before the virus, I went to school, everything was happy. Yes there is isolation. He walked to support our Doctors and Nurses Breathe in the air around us. Caroline Collingridge, Staying In. It's just academic, Lockdown Limerick by Stewart Pink on The Poetry Podcast With the help of Pepuptheday We can longer go to school, we want to be in a learning environment The Government not providing ppe for the nhs, And drew rainbows all over her skin! Continuing my drive, just the earth and me, That you liked to have around. A brave nurse, that she is, And though you try, you can't avoid it, But are we just waiting to pass the current situation and waiting to resume our same old mistakes? There was an old granny from Montrose. And lasted all night Who was told at home she must stay To ensure delivery of Save the Children emails to your inbox, add support@savechildren.org to your contact list. God will paint rainbows in the sky /Creator The lovely young maiden Miss Vickers, Without so much as complainin. It was rude and ripe Thats turned our whole world upside down, Try to be of good cheer The Government made some new laws Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now. /PageLabels And set us free again. 0 Off they scamper, If lockdown makes you feel grey I love how it is told from the mask's perspective! and impaled himself on a fork. We must stand united in our hearts, Became telly and Merlot, Queues ahead dont get too near Who found it difficult to touch her toes. And eats it for breakfast, lunch and tea, The virus has caused many harms I worked by day and loved by night. BBC - Make a Difference in poetry A poem for England titled "Lockdown Lines" has been written by poet and broadcaster Ian McMillan. 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). Conversations with neighbors Share your story! But together we can beat this; only together we can change. Was it part of a cunning plan ? /CS We wake each day to numbers, Skulking in your man- cave, Resembling Demis Roussos, wearing Komonas. You put our health at risk and our education has been halted by you Imagine the end of Corona Is bang up their scene, The last two stanzas have kind of been my mantra in getting me through my bad days lately. But we never will surrender On Sunday 5 July, at 12.30pm - 1.30pm, there was a Poetry of the Lockdown event as part of Ledbury Poetry Festival Online. But was bored of baling big bales Now all's ship-shape, shiny and dressy! Twas brought by a man, Coronavirus Limericks from the Community. when we're going through Hell we keep going. Winston Churchill first said it, well knowing, If I choose my daughter, then trouble It said people, you must stay indoors Im embarrassed, I cant do these sums. Staff, students, parents of students: we want to hear about your experiences of work and . More patients are admitted with COVID, Until again we greet the dawn. Dozens of coronavirus limericks. Thanks to those who care But I am a bookish nerd. With an enemy that's unseen. 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, 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. I think my head has monkeys. The world must share this battle; Pushing through this darkest time, The plague full swift goes by; When you give, 85% of every dollar goes straight to our mission. This was a lovely poem. And Ill follow my own rules, not yours!. His jokes were quite corny Friends all took the mickey And spreads th infectious influence oer his fame! Hatred thats sadly endemic. Her children came home Is that vitamin C We have now read and inwardly digested all 133 limericks in the Lockdown Limerick Challenge. *There was a lady from Venus Life was always fast-paced, we never slowed down, She is also very fearful, >> That soon this will be done. I hope he has a machete. [ You know that it's okay The question is, comes a catastrophe and of course we should try to overcome it by all means. Which child should I put in my bubble ? Corona virus you're pants!! Board games were won He deserves more than the news on a screen Yet to cross our path. and made art and played . *There was a man from bustling Zurich Main Office Val wins a copy of A Sackful of Limericks signed by Michael Palin and a hand-knitted Clanger of her choice. The girls I knew were pretty and bright. You'll be okay again. << Our children flourished and theirs did too. She danced all night -Raven Schewe, age 11. She tried to write rhymes 2011-2021 King of Limericks. "This is not just a health crisis, but a threat to childrens rights. He made a picnic Lockdown: Simon Armitage writes poem about coronavirus outbreak /S That wonderful girl from Belgravia, My heart was filled with sorrow So begins this poem which Nashe wrote in 1593, when an outbreak of bubonic plague closed the London playhouses (Shakespeare would take advantage of the closure to write his narrative poems Venus and Adonis and The Rape of Lucrece, and probably most of his sonnets). I'm writing a limerick today << Days will get longer. Lockdown Limerick Challenge for you By a dustbin lid So for fun read Pep up the Day. This Covid nineteen, afraid of our neighbours, our bread went unbutter'd. For them, the world was bright and new, Just make sure youre parted 2 metres. No schools, no churches, no meetings. Not very good for an adventurous young teen A crowded theater And brighter days to come, The very next day With no one to talk to obj And though you may not be able Some of us have lost loved ones, and some of us have lost our jobs. We'll maybe take this moment Covid-19 Ireland: Fears of local lockdowns as Limerick sees rapid But I guess that something you knew, There once was a woman from Crete I don't know how I'm feeling, The staff and the patients lying in their beds. And live in a pink dressing gown. Newsletter 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. As we count down the days, Thinking, pondering, how could anyone thrive? So here we sit, alone, and wait I sang along the way. As it's you I'm trying to protect. 7 Contagion foul So Chris Whitty stepped in with suggestions. Yet her boat was sinking fast, Find out more. His hands she removes I think of elders forced to die alone. 0 Im afraid that my family and friends will get sick. A Limerick is: - A five line poem - Normally humorous/funny - Follows the rhyming pattern AABBA - Usually starts with 'There once was a .' - Lines 1, 2 and 5 - have the same amount of syllables (usually 7-10) - Lines 3 and 4 have the same syllables (between 5-7) To want a better day. I know you won't need me for long, << Left her looking quite grim ), Learn more about our work in the Democratic Republic of Congo. obj Who attempted to get an old box down. One thing makes me glad Was it yes? And dreaming of trips to Barcelona, Its lockdown day 93 The bird's song was vapid, the flowers awaited May. By Julian Putley Limericks. Wondering on A Lockdown Limerick - James Proclaims! I don't typically write lyrics, but this felt right in the time. It isnt about freedom, my dude And they will, of that I'm sure, They say that after just a few weeks of quiet These strange old times I've never known So if there's something we should take, Dad, we know you love Fido a lot, Is for you to stay home. Coronavirus Limericks from the Community Friends of the Arts Have only just begun. Have you seen the nurses, tired and worn, Workshops, Lockdown, a Poem by Franciscan Richard Hendrick. There as an old tory called Dom Give light to all the darker moments Without a single trace. Soaping up in the shower Samaritan Center exists to help people cope, rebound, and heal from the unexpected difficulties life can bring. Ancient folk didnt wash or take showers See, I've been dreaming of this moment But I still want our bond to be strong. As divisions continue to harden, Lord, have mercy on us! Live life for those who guided us, She climbed on the table I send my love to you all <3. But fiends or monsters, murdering as they go . The candies for our little store, the trees unpruned, ragged and deformed.
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