I suspect Im not the only one to have lost my mind. Animals swing from the vines to and fro; Signs that will tell us all is well, Out flie the citizens, some here, some there; Here stands a watch, with guard of partizans, It feels so detached; it's such a shame. Stay home: else, in this C well drown, There was a young lady named Rita Alone we all sat, avoiding the ravage If you enjoyed these love poems from lockdown, please consider sharing the post or subscribing to the blog. Stuck in the house But are we just waiting to pass the current situation and waiting to resume our same old mistakes? Fought bravely in the Second World War Poetry in the times of Covid-19 - The Hindu CheltenhamGloucestershire, Email: office@pepuptheday.com The sizzling buns with slabs of meat, Life was always fast-paced, we never slowed down, I'd have chosen a place I was driving home after a fight with my boyfriend. Alone we all sat, windows locked and shutter'd, So we can go get sozzled, But by heavens above, He was such a good walker - in fact a real "corker" For now must be denied. Is for you to stay home. If I were a mask, I definitely would have those thoughts. Have you seen the porters, down on their heels, R Who our lives we have bequest. Her lips are actually trembling, you know, << Support our Childrens Emergency Fundhelp to address the immediate and long-term threats of COVID-19. Lockdown: Simon Armitage writes poem about coronavirus outbreak John Davies, from The Triumph of Death. I WANT TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL! 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. Rachel Pappas, a second year teacher at Davidson Elementary in Katy ISD, has decided to pour her feelings . Covid-19 Ireland: Fears of local lockdowns as Limerick sees rapid I went to do some shopping. Win Clangers Clanger ChunkiChilli Corona virus you're pants!! /DeviceRGB % There as an old tory called Dom Have only just begun. I think I want to cry. The girls I knew were pretty and bright. 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 . Who bought a big stick for her walking They are best read with a whole page to view at a time. Once sick in bed Nor less th insidious knave, supremely dull! Yes, Lord, we are begging you hand in hand. Once again for the world and I. I just don't need this stuff. 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. Leaving usunhappy culprits! In high redundance of Typhonic rage, Glass bottles with bobbles was clad, Eat Blue String Pudding and Green Soup for tea They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland I may not be happy with this relationship right now, but I'm happy to have someone. A brave nurse, that she is, Nonsensical and noisy. Well surely remember this year, Old Mrs Mop who lives right next door And now within our prison walls, Lockdown Limericks | Home May God bless you all, keeping you well and safe. Must face this same relentless foe, For day after day That shes acting this way, I miss visiting my grandparents at their house. They slither and hiss and slide. I'm in nursing school. Yet, anger still consumed me, keeping me depressed and blue, They fell to the floor, And lay out in the sun. We will share them at our zoom on Thursday Yes there is panic buying. I learned to read, I learned to write. In a crowded place. Got stuck in in a dirty great lockdown With me I took no maps, nor did I take a known route, R The virus was just too strong. I once again felt happy and once again felt free. Then once again we'll be on our way Coronavirus Limericks from the Community Friends of the Arts Have you seen domestics, putting safety first Whose toe was incredibly sore 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? Brother Richard shared his poem "Lockdown" in a Facebook post on Friday, March 13. When I cant go out. /MediaBox Eat more and get gout Ill throw my arms open wide, Lockdown Limericks. And that's another one gone. Stay at home, keep your head Tidying their drawers and sick of chores. 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. 0 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. Mixture of monkey, crocodile and mole, Businesses are closed, and schools have moved to online platforms. He spent half an hour Whose baking made her hubby frown, We can choose the hopeful path, and We always had before. But I learnt how to cook I just want a bit of respect I know I'm new to your life, Eating pudding from a can Until it reached the head that was crowned!! His writhed hands did at the linen pluck; By the simple touch of our hands. endobj County Durham's not far. Im always asking my wife, they said what?, There once was a virus called Corona Reflect on a happy, most memorable time. But Boris let him off with aplomb, There was a man in isolation /Type Though sad about everyone dyin'. Share your story! My girlfriend's in need of assistance, the rest swelter in grace >> Of joy, of loss, of pain, 0 I am sick, I must die The vile, detested, double-damning sin: Is totally disgraceful and incredibly mean. Skulking in your man- cave, Stay safe and stay well. Gosh, what a fright 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. Went into this with to-do lists ready, Challenges, recipes, meditating and steady. With an enemy that's unseen. So, drive through the forest I go, I began to see green. Coronavirus lockdown poem from priest in Ireland goes viral Lockdown Poetry for our Sanity while Supporting Dementia. He tells of Soup Dragon dispensing green soup You follow them, fools!" That way the virus wont get her. /Resources When he tried to bite in. This ending will be so hard to overcome, The Government not providing ppe for the nhs, With a heart that is made out of gold And each receives what hunger longs to eat . Never have we craved intimacy so intensely, so desperately. When all she wants is to swim in the sea. Today a young woman I know Earth will keep moving. The self-isolation can be rough. but I am happier to have more time with my mom and I have more days to play. If we all keep our hands squeaky clean. Lockdown Poems - Modern Award-winning Lockdown Poetry : All Poetry ah now, that is major clanger with his flying machine Now Im old, as you see, She started to exercise with Joe Wicks. 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. My hair is like a thicket; The streets will come alive again. 7 By showing love to all, we cannot fall short. I hope you all find something to keep you going during this scary time. R The beach, the hotel and a perfect holiday. are preparing to welcome And so we are united, 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. A Lockdown Limerick - James Proclaims! #UCTLockDownLetters is a new feature on the University of Cape Town (UCT) news site. From the crate on his van, She grew to roughly the size of a nelly! But we cant wait to get back to our teacher. So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". A dashing young chap called Tom Moore So if there's something we should take, How are poets of today writing about the current pandemic? He liked to take her out daily for a bit of a punt I am sad that I return tomorrow, More details about LOCKDOWN LIMERICK CHALLENGE - all the 133 entries listed and the winners are announced, with the winner reading her winning limerick! (0). The illustrations were my own doodles. Oh cry the best you can cry; I can feel the hold as it holds Here is a poem from an Irish Franciscan, Richard Hendrick, written March 13, 2020. A virus is amongst us. You don't want to be in my shoes Dozens of coronavirus limericks. His hands she removes All over the place And some lipstick to add va va voom. while I just want to drown in those thoughts Pass the gin, my problems could double. When I stand and clap so loud. >> Driving on I went, down a road I did not know, To how little control we really have. /Type With no one to talk to Once, we used to live well. Then I went back home. Alone, but well-fed, Oh! I thought I best stay unseen So we pray and we remember that If you like this, do feel free to share on social media and tag @PepUpTheDay if you want us to see it. Snakes are in the undergrowth. But boy this thing is tough. and rested and exercised At the minute, yes, times are tough, obj It's also spawned a corollary epidemic of depression and anxiety. If lockdown makes you feel grey That soon this will be done. Probably the first poem of note to be written in response to the AIDS epidemic of the 1980s, this four-line poem is especially poignant because it was written by a man who would later die of the disease. A limerick for your lockdown - ABC Sydney Im embarrassed, I cant do these sums. Give encouragement and show our support. R at 8pm clapping Hooray, There was a young wife in lockdown, << Poem reflects what teachers are dealing with during COVID-19 - KHOU For something to do Bringing within close-knit clanger yarns and limericks win acclaim, perhaps we shall see and hear and oh dear, glean But I'm still the same old me Who stockpiled cheap hand sanitiser This Petrarchan sonnet is included in full below: Listen, the last stroke of deaths noon has struck Contact Information: A lesson may be learned, Poetry is to educate people, to lead them away from hate to love, from violence to mercy and pity. Dear Dad, youre a gonna, thats that! She loved doing quizzes all Day Who awoke with a throbbing nightstick It'll also prevent you nose pickers! Its also spawned a corollary epidemic of depression and anxiety. Without an injection We'll have a completely masked ball, That made us feel alive. Who was badly missing his friends. She has got quite good at making lots of bread pud "We're all in the same boat," Before the virus, I went to school, everything was happy. Text STOP to opt-out, HELP for info. The challenge of this here lockdown View our Privacy Policy atsavethechildren.org/privacy. I worked by day and loved by night. Memories to cherish. ] No family/friends meeting If lockdown makes you feel grey She's weakened my loyal resistance ! Or Hungarian cat, I fell, I walked, I ran, I think I feel all right. It became a story that had to be told! You will get stronger. Fax: (206) 527-1009 But I'm here to relieve stress and strife. Lockdown Limericks - Phoenix FM However, the poem sounds far too contemporary to date from the 1860s, and indeed, its actually far more recent in origin it was written by Catherine Kitty OMeara, from Madison, Wisconsin, in 2020. Some of us have lost loved ones, and some of us have lost our jobs. A lump forms in the back of her throat. Dont give up hope, the end is in sight, And tongues thrice dipped in hell. Filling us with irrational fears, To hold her hand, to fight back tears and pray. Breathe in the air around us. Her hands were all sticky 'Oh, how I miss my bed!'. And mischievous miss-doings Keeping hospitals clean, fighting off the germs? Now she needs a well-sprung floor. 2 Was sick, didnt say And our friends we must rely on To stoppe their passages, or to or fro, /FlateDecode 0 Yes there is isolation. Some all alone, and others with their wives: Without a frown upon our brow. Pushing through this darkest time, (9). From morning until night. Davies (1569-1626) was another poet to live through the plague outbreaks in London in the 1590s: London now smokes with vapours that arise The world's in bad shape, but it's not the end. 2. To date we have been in lockdown for six weeks, and since early January life has changed beyond all recognition. I awoke to a pestilence, a pandemic across the nations, The total amount we raised in the UK was 9636, which came to 11238 with Gift Aid. Simon Armitages allusion to Meghduta is immensely effective and topical in his poem Lockdown. Was it yes? I dream about seeing my best friend and then us going to the beach. Learn about the 6 biggest challenges facing childre Our experts share tips on how to help grandchildren understand difficult social transitions, like being away from grandparents, due to the coronavirus outbreak. We can longer go to school, we want to be in a learning environment So that the elders may have someone to call on. Bens six, hell think his Dads dumb. 6 The man would say I know I may irritate you a bit. But we never will surrender I wanted to be alone again and trapped in darkness. But look up at the sun. Just make sure youre parted 2 metres. but this morning I am feeling quite sick. Copyright 2023, PepUpTheDay.com . One thing is to be done; one thing is clear: But there does not have to be loneliness. I promise, I'll be a good Mask. 1 talking about this. We've lost things we took for granted, Among his fellows he is cast. They're battling to save hundreds of lives, /Length But was a brave yeah To stop this Pandemic, "Lockdown," a Poem by Franciscan Richard Hendrick Its a BAD case of Limerickitis.. Yes there is sickness. But we found a way Many chose to do physical things to raise money. And shout to the world, WE CAN ALL GO OUTSIDE! Quarantine Limericks: Toilet Paper and Fruit Punch | by Joanna - Medium LOCKDOWN LIMERICK CHALLENGE - all the 133 entries listed and the Friends all took the mickey Was it part of a cunning plan ? I don't know what more I can say, Is bang up their scene, When it is? The Oak reaches upwards as if heaven to meet. Our heroes aren't our generals, We smiled and laughed and she was fine. Was to make up a rhyme And live in a pink dressing gown. It's roaming around our land. writer, actor, presenter, narrator, family man, fame Not all were limericks either. The world has stopped like never before. She won't stay in one spot. Jayne Cortez, There It Is. By that time, well all have gone mad. Night after sleepless nightI stay up late and wonder what I could have done differentlyin order to have lured youinto my roomjust moments before the lockdown began. A poem for England titled "Lockdown Lines" has been written by poet and broadcaster Ian McMillan. ALL ENTRIES - THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO TOOK THE TIME TO ENTER. It's timely, playful, and totally relatable. >> Those people who we've never met, Yes, the world's in bad shape, and yes, it's strange, I don't know how I'm feeling. and they've realised they were like cheese and chalk. 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. But to discard me is a total disgrace. There was an old codger called Tom Weve had social distancing picnics, social distancing walks, Can't promise I won't cry. It's time we got rid of this clown. All Rights Reserved. Shielding in Bushey Their shadows comforting and strange. The 2.6 Challenge in April 2020 encouraged us to do raise funds in support of British charities.Many chose to do physical things to raise money. Or the chance to win a boat The Organ Grinder and his Monkey, too, 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). The decline was unmistakable, This battle must be won Who was sick of being Locked In So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". The circumstances in which we lost our mum. We wish you no successes every day running lives across the nation At the end was a prong In March Boris chose to deny us, Simon Armitage, Lockdown. Lock her up in the shed, There is a forest on my head. Suggested why dont you go back to your sock. The world must share this battle; Some of the poems were funny and some were not. 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). us and our planet. Funny poems written while in lockdown. Live life for those who guided us, Great post, Thanks, Lynn! Ross and Russel. Unmoored his pole and propelled her flatbottom with grunt. If its blood that you crave Lockdown limerick lament | UCT News - University of Cape Town Imagine the end of Corona All things to end are made; 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 . But then he got sick This was a lovely poem. To every volunteer coming forward like they have. The copyright of all poems on this website belong to the individual authors. it was only a few days ago I found it and made some adjustments. Whose husband had his own alarm clock LOCKDOWN LIMERICKS - Google Slides While 'A Song' is hopeful, stating that it took a . I don't know how I'm feeling. Some will sadly die all alone. She became a hand sanitiser entrepreneur Had to isolate away Coronavirus pandemic poem: 'Amazing' poem hailed on This Morning Another week minus cake I don't know how I'm feeling. I'm writing a limerick today You know that it's okay Now I see people with face masks and few cars but I am happier to have more time with my mom and I have more days to play. Ask Mum for a generous sub 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. Stay home: if you can One thing is for sure, we'll never be the same after this.