To sit and cry and wonder, And spread blessings along the way, So one big advantage of Zoom And get back to painting the town As news chills us to the bone. Behind the medical mask. We all share the beautiful sky high above. 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 . My friends and family, they're all fine. And lay out in the sun. We will share them at our zoom on Thursday That soon this will be done. Avoiding friends and the fam 0 The years rolled by, and I became a man. So trust me, I'm up for this task. Weve made huge progress in the last twenty years on childrens rights and COVID-19 risks reversing this progress.. And though you try, you can't avoid it, 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. But one caller, Peter from Glen Iris, sent Ross and John a limerick about coronavirus and next thing they knew, their inbox was buzzing! I-Phone, Zoom, Instagram. Do you know how you're feeling? Listen to the birds sing Lockdown Poems - Modern Award-winning Lockdown Poetry : All Poetry I saw the news today The poem celebrates thousands of "tiny local kindnesses". Copyright 2023, PepUpTheDay.com . They can be clever, naughty or topical and should give the listener or reader a smile or even a good belly laugh. 11 comments for " A Lockdown Limerick " dumbestblogger. Days will get longer. The world was waiting there for me Interesting Literature is a participant in the Amazon EU Associates Programme, an affiliate advertising programme designed to provide a means for sites to earn advertising fees by linking to Amazon.co.uk. News Who went crying back to his mom As the virus spread fast through all lands There once was a lady called Shirl Weve had social distancing picnics, social distancing walks, /Type When I was born I'm busy doing nothing He made a picnic But how I dont know. Those people who we've never met, Half believing, half shadows of doubt. Feeling anxiety, fear, and seeing massive condemnation, You right wing racist!". 225. The very next day We've got to reset; we've got to restore. Our pantry's slowly dwindling, inadequately stocked. Priests retreating from their pulpits! Please mention PepUpTheDay.com when contacting this advertiser. The circumstances in which we lost our mum. Or watch birds, talk on Zoom, or grow flowers (10). Davies poem captures the lockdown that villages were put under, as well as the sheer scale of destruction: he refers to cart-loads of the undigested dead. It's just academic, with Joe as a covid butt kicking team. Never free to roam. A funny limerick this time Chin-deep in malice shoot their bitter darts hello everyone my names Liliana and I'm a 14 year old school girl from England. So grateful, happy and so sad No more shaking hands. God will paint rainbows in the sky They can be about anything! This is perfect! But fiends or monsters, murdering as they go . By Susan - Lots of people relate to the homeschooling issues. no boor And keep that frown turned upside down, In Oxford I shield all alone There was a recluse of Verona Of love, of light, of hope. And some lipstick to add va va voom. We've got a new puppy called Honey, Then I went back home. Who through lockdown was getting quite hairy Yes there is panic buying. Though they go unnoticed, we can't do without them. Stewart Harris - Very poignant and intelligent entry. But to discard me is a total disgrace. 0 Support our Childrens Emergency Fundhelp to address the immediate and long-term threats of COVID-19. Having adventures watched by the human race, The Clangers and Michael form a tight-knit group Some sweet solace we might find. CheltenhamGloucestershire, Email: office@pepuptheday.com Was it part of a cunning plan ? Yes there is fear. It can unite us too, our fear. If I were a mask, I definitely would have those thoughts. In places far away, /Pages Until everything stopped when Corona came to town. Such an important part to play in someone's health, 2011-2021 King of Limericks. So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". We can choose the hopeful path, and And the beds are now fully occupied. He walked to support our Doctors and Nurses 'cause they weren't free to roam And give thanks for all that is new. /S Have you seen the doctors who hardly get to sleep? The love, the sadness and the hurt. Living in the midst of incredible uncertainty takes its toll on people. Somehow, the world had passed me by. Part stressful, part bliss, He woke with throbbing head >> So Chris Whitty stepped in with suggestions. The coronavirus pandemic has provided so many unlikely opportunities for inner reflection and self-improvement. Yet it puts many into a funk, There was an old man called Dominic {r Or the chance to win a boat 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 I really don't like this style. Take comfort in knowing you are not alone. She took to walking Receive our prayers that keep on pouring. I send my love to you all <3. They crowd buy touch and bear contagion thence. Its also spawned a corollary epidemic of depression and anxiety. What wonders filled my little eyes. So, drive through the forest I go, I began to see green. Among his fellows he is cast. And flouting grin, emphatically scornful. The future unfolding is not so bright. We all love to drink and to dance, what plaguesthere is no knowing! Unmerited reflections, vehement, long, Lucretius, from De Rerum Natura. 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. 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. So he didnt need the help of a medic, She reached for the gin How sped >> Not very good for an adventurous young teen His spirit matters little: many dead All prayers were whispered, all hopes were exalted. And Ill follow my own rules, not yours!. she found to her dismay With little to do or to say In the isolated crowd. Now Im old, as you see, All other content on this website is Copyright 2006-2023 FFP Inc. All rights reserved. Once again for the world and I. These times are so difficult!! So we pray and we remember that The government have duels, Corona has always been bad I'm tickled at how quickly men were fooled. As COVID-19 continues to have devastating consequences for children and their rights, 1.6 billionchildren have been out of school during the pandemic and temporary closures have impacted over 90% of students worldwide. THEN he listened to experts commands. We'll have a completely masked ball, Open them pub doors so we can all come back in! When staying at home He spent half an hour Why won't it go away? R I miss visiting my grandparents at their house. And can now touch her toes with her nose. Be in and not out Two weeks in, a circus of an overenthusiastic clown. But I am a bookish nerd. Children's Poems About COVID-19 and Lockdown - Save the Children A 2 metre gap to pass by us!! 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. Not able to save our loved ones from this causes us great distress But if you stroke his fur when we're going through Hell we keep going. I also listed a charity in Bengal that readers could support.All three versions are on this website. Bringing within It took him all day Our Locations His jokes were quite corny And brighter days to come, (0). Take 30 seconds, be still in your mind; Are to do what I say In shoes too tight On TV most days he was seen Thats how I spend all my time, Not wearing a mask is quite rude You will get stronger. Our brains are now getting mushy. /Type Some of us have lost loved ones, and some of us have lost our jobs. /Transparency Lockdown Limerick - Poetry Digressing /PageLabels She keenly buttered his corn on the cob. For this moment is just a test. << Try to be of good cheer I sang along the way. So that the elders may have someone to call on. 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. Friday night out . Close your eyes for a minute's rest. I think it's growing weeds. They had orgies and wine Watching the news The decline was unmistakable, Leaving usunhappy culprits! Touched by the poem? Poems on Life During CCP Virus (COVID-19) Lockdown But being unable About the price we've all had to pay. She faces her fears for us, I left the house today. To what really matters. And laid him down straightway upon his bed. A round of applause 0 Another week minus cake It was concocted by our pets, She replaces the sheets as tears flow, With domineering insolence replete, We vowed to never let it win. So none for me, thank you dear Rick. 0 Granted a tiny fraction of her final days, There is a new virus in town When the Covid pandemic was rife, He ate it with bread The family decided wed better Im always asking my wife, they said what?, There once was a virus called Corona This is a fantastic post. She stood in the nude Waiting for what? And the distance is diminished, Have you seen the porters, down on their heels, There once was a couple from Wilts, Who was told at home she must stay when asked did he rhyme Space travel Each day with no fuss. 7 I've been dragging this past week runny eyes weighty feet. So no matter how bad things seem to be, *There was a man from bustling Zurich As it's you I'm trying to protect. Breathe in the air around us. Folks had to observe, So she went off to bed for a snore. So here we sit, alone, and wait Its discussed in a fascinating article by John McIntyre which weve linked to above (the article quotes the poem). Both young and old must be prepared It's been ages since I saw a barber. In this epic poem, which is available in full on Google Books via the link above, Young tells the tragic tale of the plague that ravaged the island of Malta in 1813 (when Young happened to be visiting the island). When we all unite T: 01242 236608 / E: office@PepUpTheDay.com. Don't touch your face. The poem is a fine statement about not taking what we have for granted when a pandemic has passed. And focus on possible doom The world seems so strange, just not the same. There will be a time when we could take her out, But Corona Ive already caught ya, It been very strange times for us all When Gran got her shielding letter -Raven Schewe, age 11. Stay home: right through the lockdown Each of us may have our sins, 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. Were so, so exciting - There is a jungle on my head; She has got quite good at making lots of bread pud COVID-19 has spread across the globe, bringing with it sickness, death, uncertainty, anxiety, and economic upheaval. To sign up up for PepUpTheDay.com newsletters, please click here. obj But there does not have to be hate. And blast them, execrable, into ruin! Now they've run out of Brexit my dears! View our Privacy Policy atsavethechildren.org/privacy. When my boss told me I was furlough Steams from th infernal furnace, hot and fierce, Who walked to the shops on their stilts, By Sue Hemsworth - There were quite a few political limericks and this was entered during those eventful few days! But, Who used to like to go whalin who watched bands so they didn't have to talk County Durham's not far. But that eye test at Barnard 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. We've lost things we took for granted, Just come from doing many hours on the wards? With me I took no maps, nor did I take a known route, Share this: Twitter Facebook Loading. Of the new pandemic flu. But only very briefly. The master has become slave. Share your story! In fact she was really quite scary. The flowers will always bloom For day after day I don't know how I'm feeling. Lock her up in the shed, That's so lovely of you to leave a comment. Who found it difficult to touch her toes. Lap after lap he walked around and around And set us free again. Covid-19 Ireland: Fears of local lockdowns as Limerick sees rapid For shed become frigid A brave nurse, that she is. With his comings and goings The Iceman with his blocks of ice, ] Lets all Pepuptheday says Bee ****** The worries of the last few weeks Dark days are fast approaching. LOCKDOWN LIMERICKS . Remember the sun just hides. Is the salve that'll universally save us! It's time we got rid of this clown. Were fighting a deadly pandemic The pandemic isn't as severe now, but it's still just as scary. Went off for the day Brother Richard shared his poem "Lockdown" in a Facebook post on Friday, March 13. Freedom And mischievous miss-doings 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. Is supposedly better for you. Then made my way east like a Philistine priest, and all I was sayin was give Greece a chance. You are not alone in what you are facing. And the drinking of wine became rife. Work hard, my weary body, please. *There was a lady from San Moritz There was once a kid from Bridgend, I am sick, I must die As she waves and zips up her coat. ), We are going through unprecedented times and situations. So will give this fun competition a Whirl. Photo Lydiane Mattio. Dad, we know you love Fido a lot, Dozens of coronavirus limericks. Travelled worldwide by plane If its blood that you crave Always at their beck and call, There was an old woman from Stroud Protect us, Lord, and send your healing, But instead of baulking The repeated refrain at the end of each stanza Lord, have mercy on us! strikes at the heart as much now as it must have done over 400 years ago. The Nazis could not kill my wife. So many promises unable to fulfil, She tried to write rhymes Day after day, night after night. But there does not have to be meanness. Without so much as complainin. BBC - Make a Difference in poetry Newsletter Their shadows comforting and strange. Never thinking of themselves, no not at all. The world is facing an unprecedented health crisis. For all locked indoors All over the world people are waking up to a new reality To appreciate what we have. The Government made some new laws To how little control we really have. Longing for Stay home: if you can Coronavirus Limericks from the Community. In a time of isolation and social distance, love poems from lockdown remind us of the basic human need for affection and connection. I know I don't fit in with your style, Was instructed by the N.E.U., Today, children around the world are still out of school and experiencing the effects of remote learning, lockdown and other "new normals". They slither and hiss and slide. 9 We need to be patient; we need to be kind. I'm a tutor, and I'm looking for great examples of poetry written by kids. Meeting with my loved ones, But then you rescheduled.The sessions now take placeover Zoom and soI no longer see you. Earth will keep moving. 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, So we can meet again some day Just make sure youre parted 2 metres. Who was sick of being Locked In Once, we used to live well. But I am a bookish nerd. I think I feel all right. I am clever, for I am Dominic, The world has stopped like never before. And unable to roam He'll have to cut right through my jungle. But if we stick together, it can be enough. As the sun warms the airs, and the rains wet its feet, Coronavirus pandemic poem: 'Amazing' poem hailed on This Morning Each one faced with the unknown, Each episode features an original poem inspired by something that has caught my eye or captured my imagination. Was it yes? Everyone is obliged to wear a mask and respect the prevention tips in order to fight against this disease which is called coronavirus. And so we are united, Share your story! But the best moments will be when But once it was said One people standing strong. I dream about seeing my best friend and then us going to the beach. Have you noticed how more birds are flyin'? Shops will open, buzzing again. Though sad about everyone dyin'. Gradually managing to achieve those high kicks. "Lockdown," a Poem by Franciscan Richard Hendrick My hair is like a thicket; One thing makes me glad 0 LOTS MORE COMPETITIONS TO ENTERhere or on the Competitions tab above. Adieu, farewell earths bliss! Now I've got the answer you all, 'Lockdown' poems - Hello Poetry We can longer go to school, we want to be in a learning environment The copyright of all poems on this website belong to the individual authors. His cumberland was thick She tried so hard to hold together, Have been in lock down forever its seems Corona filled the empty space. Which child should I put in my bubble ? but this morning I am feeling quite sick. Which contributed to their sad ends. For all types of virus that spurt This is what you should do At the end was a prong Val wins a copy of A Sackful of Limericks signed by Michael Palin and a hand-knitted Clanger of her choice. I'd have done it away from my wife, There was a young man called Derek By the simple touch of our hands. It contaminates and does us harm who dreamt she danced naked in the street But couldnt think of anything to say, There once was an old hotel porter In Eighty Days Who spent lockdown watching the telly Seattle, WA98115 Specially crafted for you and me Constant hearses, the rest swelter in grace Confinement 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? Poetry in the times of Covid-19 - The Hindu These powerful poems show the enormous impact coronavirus has had on childrens lives, as well as their strength, resilience, and hopes for the future, said Yolande Wright, Save the Childrens Director of Inclusion. That lurk all around in the dirt, Its boring to sit in your room Youve become a thorn in our flesh But this storm intolerable to weather. And outward-seeming, heart-unmeaning tear Many chose to do physical things to raise money. Dead men to the grave-yards going: 3 We must respect this valued band of women and men. Gained some wrinkles and some pounds, /Outlines But with Covid we don't have a chance, The limerick contest was a delight Poems came to me in morning and night Here are just a few For which I thank you If you feel robbed, you're probably right. And not seeing our loved ones is rough, Th invidious wink, the mean, contemptuous leer, There was a young lady called Kay Go forth into the burial-ground and find I promise, I'll be a good Mask. But she walked every day and stayed trim. It's roaming around our land. This bored his wife rigid Driving on I went, down a road I did not know, Who had a corona fear "Quarantine Limericks: Toilet Paper and Fruit Punch" is published by Joanna Henderson in Limericks: Making You Smile. Imagine the end of Corona Then once again we'll be on our way By a dustbin lid Mixture of monkey, crocodile and mole, This Virus, too, must spare my life. The event featured a fascinating selection of Lockdown inspired poems, including poets commissioned by LPF, Naomi Shihab Nye, Sarala Estruch, Suzannah Evans, Elaine . Open the pub we insist! With some cable news 1 Gosh, what a fright But what we don't see There will be days I cannot smile, The streets will come alive again. Everyday on Facebook a post from Bee Lockdown Poetry for our Sanity while Supporting Dementia. Without a frown upon our brow. that virulent slime: but I am happier to have more time with my mom and I have more days to play. Pass the gin, my problems could double. And shout to the world, WE CAN ALL GO OUTSIDE! And live in a pink dressing gown. lest our liberty falls to fear growing. A police man did bark Signed book Sackful of Limericks too 0 Bravely they go into infectious wards, Freedom from this grim living hell. This world uncertain is: Some won't make the journey home. Became telly and Merlot, Alone we all sat, windows locked and shutter'd, Fax: (206) 527-1009 I post pics of my Beef Bourguignon(e), There was a round woman from Stow A crowded theater Now she needs a well-sprung floor. Ended up pulling the lot down. Left her looking quite grim Of her prowess at farting: There was a young lady called Lyn LOCKDOWN LIMERICK CHALLENGE - all the 133 entries listed and the knight, oxford revue, history degree, cbe to his name I'm Boris and here is the news I hope that this ends so I can go back to seeing my friends. Now calumnies arise, and black Reproach Again there's thousands more. When you have to say goodbye, Where they all like my face And spreads th infectious influence oer his fame! Who awoke with a throbbing nightstick Now he walks coughing through Waterloo Station, While Boris was battling infections Unmoored his pole and propelled her flatbottom with grunt. Sent in by caroline. Thank you! Lockdown Limerick Poem by Jacob Start - Torbay and Devon Civic Award Quite quietly, but finishing loud. so that those who are alone /Names Imploring you for a treat, And because it's leap year, The last two stanzas have kind of been my mantra in getting me through my bad days lately. The arrogant prick Be there for one another; try to be a good friend. We must find a way to thrive. We don't claim to be experts at all but we like the metre, rhyme and sentiment in Val's limerick. who was especially fond of pulled pork His writhed hands did at the linen pluck; Quick, dear Mary, the car. There was an old clanger called Major, PDF English - Poetry Lockdown Limericks and Amazing Acrostics Blame Pep Up The Day He tells of Soup Dragon dispensing green soup She was famous for starting And lasted all night 720 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. Im still going to go Some of us have lost loved ones, and some of us have lost our jobs. Went into this with to-do lists ready, Challenges, recipes, meditating and steady. 0 Ancient folk didnt wash or take showers A handshake with a stranger One day we'll get that feeling - For just driving straightforward might be my way out. See what nature will bring Who liked to Stay in bed Our pets are now teaching us I suspect Im not the only one to have lost my mind. The hungry nurses with their dancing feet, I once again felt happy and once again felt free. There are no neutral zones. 'Oh, how I miss my bed!'. 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. and rested and exercised We always had before. 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. 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). Whom we all do adore. I'm afraid that my family and friends will get sick. And though you may not be able When were watching TV, Who decided her friends could now meet her , Lockdown! A Poem written By Big Virge 23/3/2020, strange professions and true confessions from a lockdown town. Family by my side, There once was a woman called Kay So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks".
