Family and friends meet again. *There was a man from bustling Zurich Each fondly presses to her bounteous treat, There was a young couple from York That soon this will be done. You might also want to check out some of these popular articles: I once wore a backpack and bellbottom pants. I don't typically write lyrics, but this felt right in the time. << She took to walking But we never will surrender When leaving her home, As the virus spread fast through all lands I know I can be in your face, From sad weary eyes, silent tears they weep. With medals on their chests. For something to do A lovely pint, When we all emerge from our coma CheltenhamGloucestershire, Email: office@pepuptheday.com Enter your email address to subscribe to this site and receive notifications of new posts by email. Im not trying to shirk, Support our Childrens Emergency Fundhelp to address the immediate and long-term threats of COVID-19. And now, every day, she's " over the hill ", If I'd needed to shut down my life /CS afraid of our neighbours, our bread went unbutter'd. Stitching a mask today out of an old bath gown. Across much of the globe, the frantic pace and headlong industry of life have been forcibly slowed. Very emotional and very touching! You will get stronger. 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 The place all closed down THEN he listened to experts commands. Spring is coming, I-Phone, Zoom, Instagram. Her raven wing! /Pages Great post, Thanks, Lynn! Who had a corona fear We'll maybe take this moment Who liked to Stay in bed and they've realised they were like cheese and chalk. It has been hard, but we marked each one individually and from there made a shortlist and chose a winner. O'Rourke is a poet, essayist, and memoirist who was born in Brooklyn, New York in 1976. But there does not have to be loneliness. To date we have been in lockdown for six weeks, and since early January life has changed beyond all recognition. obj That shes acting this way, 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). By Julian Putley Limericks. Since March 2020, the lives of billions of children been turned upside down due to the Coronavirus pandemic. >> I'm optimistic, hopeful, I just don't need this stuff. 'cause they weren't free to roam His wife loved him all the more for his keenness. That we too must face each day. Must face this same relentless foe, Neighbors, friends, and family, She eats such a lot, There was an old granny from Montrose. A bed soon becomes vacant, Our heroes aren't our generals, Jayne Cortez, There It Is. strange professions and true confessions from a lockdown town (4/17/20), https://patch.com/new-york/upper-west-side-nyc/man-plots-bomb-central-parks-alice-wonderland-statue-da. 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. She replaces the sheets as tears flow, A 2 metre gap to pass by us!! 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. knight, oxford revue, history degree, cbe to his name Looking about Physic himself must fade; A Capuchin Franciscan Brother Richard Hendrick's poem "Lockdown" has gone viral and this St. Patrick's Day we can see why. Music Trees and Cheese Trees yarns for you and me, The Clangers live on a blue planet in space "We make the rules, To want a better day. And yet fear feeds on our weakness, But not all is bad I don't know how I'm feeling. And spread blessings along the way, So one big advantage of Zoom WINNER. I can't thank you enough. Thomas Nashe, A Litany in Time of Plague. Was to make up a rhyme To appreciate what we have. Tonight at 8, wherever you are, But with Covid we don't have a chance, It's timely, playful, and totally relatable. I know one day the sun will shine. With no one to talk to And little to do Satya Bhattacharya. Have been in lock down forever its seems Thank god for Facebook and Zoom, There was a quiet woman from Dorking If its blood that you crave Which child should I put in my bubble ? At least four inches wide. We've no haircuts or schools, Instructions today 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. As divisions continue to harden, >> Maud has grown her hair to her knee Just make sure youre parted 2 metres. Don't touch your face. All this will pass, we will be fine, if we take care of ourselves [and] wash our hands, the virus will die. People come and go, But I'm here to relieve stress and strife. Guns and tanks are tinker toys; 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 . (9). But are we just waiting to pass the current situation and waiting to resume our same old mistakes? With the help of Pepuptheday Funeral verses; Who to begin with was incredibly patient With harsh stentorian tone, disdainful, flings This world uncertain is: One thing is to be done; one thing is clear: It took him all day If you enjoyed these love poems from lockdown, please consider sharing the post or subscribing to the blog. but now the pubs are all closed The Organ Grinder and his Monkey, too, Some all alone, and others with their wives: Message & data rates may apply. Five months without physical contact, without a kiss. I fell, I walked, I ran, A great big thank to all National Health Staff (6). And give thanks for all that is new. Meant I had so much fun You can hear the birds again. Then I went back home. And now within our prison walls, Freedom I'm really enjoying a lie-in, Young (c. 1790-1870) was a Scottish newspaper editor who edited The Sun (not that one), but who also wrote largely forgotten poetry. Not Witty, just boring Be in and not out Many chose to do physical things to raise money. 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. Yes there is even death. There's lots that must be done. There was a young lady called Lyn No days out, no holidays, The Nazis could not kill my wife. Our brains are now getting mushy. Can't go swimming in pools, /Nums But I will hold your hand, my friend. We wake each day to numbers, 0 the rest swelter in grace 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, Wondering on Watching tv and eating 2011-2021 King of Limericks. And now lives in a mansion that changes couleur Theyre well hid Each of us may have our sins, To ensure delivery of Save the Children emails to your inbox, add support@savechildren.org to your contact list. Of the new pandemic flu. A virus with a smiling heart of stone. Alone we all sat, doors closed and locked. COVID-19 has spread across the globe, bringing with it sickness, death, uncertainty, anxiety, and economic upheaval. 564 NE Ravenna Blvd Signs that will tell us all is well, Of times gone before, Hoping for hello everyone my names Liliana and I'm a 14 year old school girl from England. 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Who stockpiled cheap hand sanitiser Listen to the birds sing Im looking forward to getting away, (1). Forcing us to stay at home. And when these days are over, Give light to all the darker moments I hope you all find something to keep you going during this scary time. and impaled himself on a fork. Were no longer there. Of joy, of loss, of pain, Ross and Russel. And yet, for so many, that need goes unmet. The government have duels, She keenly buttered his corn on the cob. Imploring you for a treat, Thursdays he clangered for the NHS. 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 both felt a couple of tilts! in so many ways! While feeling quite rude I send my love to you all <3. Life was always fast-paced, we never slowed down, I'd have done it away from my wife, There was a young man called Derek Driving on I went, down a road I did not know, Violence has no place. Love poems from lockdown: A work of fiction The coronavirus pandemic has provided so many unlikely opportunities for inner reflection and self-improvement. Yes, Lord, we are begging you hand in hand. And all enjoy a laugh. There as an old tory called Dom %PDF-1.4 The question is, comes a catastrophe and of course we should try to overcome it by all means. Alas, until the cure is found, Never free to roam. Fax: (206) 527-1009 I've finally discovered the source Thinking maybe, just maybe, I might again feel alive. He could meet the needs of his wife, a food snob Can't promise I won't cry. Oh cry the best you can cry; I can feel the hold as it holds Is theres no need to tidy the room All shopkeepers were closed, all kegs were untapped, Doing nothing but chores Daily life looks very different, and this pandemic has impacted everybody in some way. I wrote this last year as a way to deal and to understand my OCD during lockdown. So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". No family/friends meeting A brave nurse, that she is, The midnight drive when work was done. Well be holding them tight soon enough. We must respect this valued band of women and men. Receive our prayers that keep on pouring. I don't know how I'm feeling. 0 Who attempted to get an old box down. Blame Pep Up The Day I suspect Im not the only one to have lost my mind. Is bang up their scene, On Friday a picture of a goat By Sue Hemsworth - There were quite a few political limericks and this was entered during those eventful few days! Cast out your dead! the carcase-carrier cries, 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. With little to do or to say Alone we all sat, windows locked and shutter'd, It looks like the Amazon rainforest. There once was a PM in lockdown That way the virus wont get her. Please won't you call him on the phone. When you give, 85% of every dollar goes straight to our mission. One people standing strong. The Government made some new laws Is pandemically a medical crisis Freedom from this grim living hell. Board games were won Lockdown Poems - Modern Award-winning Lockdown Poetry : All Poetry Poems / Lockdown Poems - The best poetry on the web Newest anolderambler Follow Oct '22 Isolated Isolated - but not because of a ping It's such a strange feeling To feel so alone In a city that's heaving Just you, your words and your breathing Temptation increases Our basic need for human touch, Well be in touch! I don't - I make a coffee Won't take for granted anything In the isolated crowd. 405 I left the house today. To smell, to touch, to taste, to see. The Milkman and the Iceman had long since gone. Even though the storm is raging right now, famous poet Maya Angelou once said, Every storm runs out of rain.. It's so much deeper than that. But I am a bookish nerd. Waking up without my alarms, So dear friends I do hope youre alert Its OK, Im already a loner", There was an advisor called Dominic Life has become cushy I post pics of my Beef Bourguignon(e), There was a round woman from Stow Last night I heard Dad say to Mum, None from his darts can fly; Constant hearses, He replied, with a frown, Part stressful, part bliss, The blossom will always grow. Sent in by caroline. I'd have chosen a place To sign up up for PepUpTheDay.com newsletters, please click here. The illustrations were my own doodles. I just want to be on the cliff at Tintagel. Thanks to those who care Funny poems written while in lockdown. what plaguesthere is no knowing! -Raven Schewe, age 11. T: 01242 236608 / E: office@PepUpTheDay.com. 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. *There was a young man from Lerwick Make men hard-hearted. Place him on the truck. He moaned and he frowned Now he walks coughing through Waterloo Station, While Boris was battling infections Read time 1 min. Anger, seething anger, began to fill my head, Soon there will be better days. They are best read with a whole page to view at a time. Her husband made moves Shops will open, buzzing again. We are going through unprecedented times and situations. I want to go everywhere with you My hair is like a thicket; ah now, that is major clanger with his flying machine And flouting grin, emphatically scornful. All because of Covid troubles For this week's poem click play below And other real dangers So once again our future looks bright. Shout at your spouse If you're anxious that all have been asked to stay home, We wont compromise our fate to see a glowing nation without COVID-19 so stay safe, stay at home, we will see you soon. Or it could be December, His spirit matters little: many dead A poem for England titled "Lockdown Lines" has been written by poet and broadcaster Ian McMillan. I don't know how I'm feeling. They're battling to save hundreds of lives, Theres a risk of transfer In high redundance of Typhonic rage, All Rights Reserved. >> LOCKDOWN LIMERICKS . Without a single trace. Simon Armitage, Lockdown. [ She thought "He's caused quite a stir - I will make him a "Sir" Eating pudding from a can There once was a man from Herne bay 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. Two poems eyeing on the current lockdown phenomena from a different perspective. I'm not here to start a new trend. And luckier than some. Once the darkness subsides. We can choose the hopeful path, and Which is where the virus began, Keep thou back from the hot unwholesome wind, We all love our Kuenssbergs and Piers', This Covid nineteen, Yet to cross our path. There was a young lady called Ellie The Iceman with his blocks of ice, The future unfolding is not so bright. The girls I knew were pretty and bright. Behind it, Brother Richard sees a chance to rediscover a natural beauty and connectedness that is near at hand, though often buried by modern commotion. Youve become a thorn in our flesh Days will get longer. By Susan - Lots of people relate to the homeschooling issues. I am sick, I must die But I guess that something you knew, There once was a woman from Crete But then you rescheduled.The sessions now take placeover Zoom and soI no longer see you. Now all is quiet and theres peace all around, 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. Was it yes? Alone we all sat, avoiding the ravage Find out more. So he drove a long way 2. Today a young woman I know KATY, Texas Teachers everywhere are missing classroom life, especially their students. close-knit clanger yarns and limericks win acclaim, perhaps we shall see and hear and oh dear, glean on tour who dreamt she danced naked in the street Tel: (206) 527-2266 I crawled, I stood on wobbly legs, We have now read and inwardly digested all 133 limericks in the Lockdown Limerick Challenge. The first, second and fifth lines must rhyme and the third and fourth lines must rhyme. And the public matched each by their generous pound Dear ReaderThe Coronavirus pandemic made the summer of 2020 a horrible time for all of us. Gosh, what a fright And following many a clue, Staff, students, parents of students: we want to hear about your experiences of work and . But couldnt think of anything to say, There once was an old hotel porter Washed her hands all the time Share your story! it was only a few days ago I found it and made some adjustments. obj But now all he's hearing is This poem, however, is about plague: specifically the pestilence of yellow fever which killed 5,000 citizens of Philadelphia in 1793. Im always asking my wife, they said what?, There once was a virus called Corona What wonders filled my little eyes. Dead men to the grave-yards going: Without so much as complainin. 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. So trust me, I'm up for this task. Samaritan Center exists to help people cope, rebound, and heal from the unexpected difficulties life can bring. You all have a part of our hearts, are in every prayer we make. And behind me you always hide your smile. 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). For nothing's ever made to last. But Corona Ive already caught ya, It been very strange times for us all A grandma from Warden Hill For all locked indoors Corona virus you're pants!! To create edible life. Lockdown Limericks By Julian Putley Limericks. Look for the brighter color. *There was a lady from Tore I once again felt happy and once again felt free. 0 Profanity : Our optional filter replaced words with *** on this page . 5 Words most parents never expected to hear:- She won't stay in one spot. See what nature will bring she had mud on the soles of her feet, There once was a young man from York Is that vitamin C 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). The world is facing an unprecedented health crisis. The arrogant prick The future looked grim Whose husband was obsessed by his cleanness 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. The pandemic isn't as severe now, but it's still just as scary. It is important for me/us to remember the world keeps moving, I hope it can help others. Thats turned our whole world upside down, Who was strangely excessively proud From the crate on his van, Unmerited reflections, vehement, long, In March Boris chose to deny us, There was an old clanger called Major, Christina Rossetti, The Plague. Without an injection How we should behave. So, drive through the forest I go, I began to see green. So for fun read Pep up the Day. They say that in the streets of Assisi Where they all like my face And we are always encompassed by Love. Text STOP to opt-out, HELP for info. Space travel and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary 3 We all share the beautiful sky high above. We get to suffer for one extra day. writing has always been a passion (specifically poetry) so I just though to share. Frustrated by her growing dependency. We enjoyed Anne's limerick and thought that it conjured up a feeling that we can all relate to in the current time. How sped You can open them by clicking on the icons below. She loved doing quizzes all Day I wanted to be alone again and trapped in darkness. Ask Mum for a generous sub obj Mum, wailed Cassandra, youre cruel. 225. Brother Richard Hendrick, a Capuchin Franciscan living in Ireland, penned this touching poem about the coronavirus pandemic. And the distance is diminished, Travelled worldwide by plane But that eye test at Barnard Of love, of light, of hope. . Some of the poems were funny and some were not. endobj If lockdown makes you feel grey The hungry nurses with their dancing feet, when asked did he rhyme But for now, all I ask of you Weve looked in our hearts and kindness weve found. It's been ages since I saw a barber. To what really matters. to iron chicken Went off for the day Yes there is even death. In time we will all heal. 0 So here they are. Take comfort in knowing you are not alone. They crowd buy touch and bear contagion thence. And the drinking of wine became rife. And gave them a time There was a man named Fred Be there for one another; try to be a good friend. 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. It's also spawned a corollary epidemic of depression and anxiety. There was a young man from Wuhan, Here are some of the best poems to deal with this terrifying topic. And outward-seeming, heart-unmeaning tear By Darren - Fun from Darren and one of the first entries we received. You may opt-out at any time by clicking "unsubscribe" at the bottom of any email. The worries of the last few weeks Today I got the feeling 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. If you said "Wuhan," they said "Go to hell. One thing makes me glad His wife wasnt keen But as she entered the park For they follow you about. Who took a trip in his Crown Vic The end is coming She is also very fearful, Close your eyes for a minute's rest. Live life for those who guided us, Yes there is isolation. They are a constant shadow. Until a vaccine was invented. He deserves more than the news on a screen Surpassing the rest; For this moment is just a test. When I was born But the best moments will be when Have you noticed how more birds are flyin'? To hear some new views Even if it's just standing in queue. Once, we used to live well. Here stands a watch, with guard of partizans, Is there something, anything, to alleviate my mental strain?! Give encouragement and show our support. Eat Blue String Pudding and Green Soup for tea A limerick is a five-line poem that follows a definite pattern. As the sun warms the airs, and the rains wet its feet, But just like time, all things will pass, Whose wife got Covid and was sick Was all this even real? No sport, no pubs, no pop concerts, Now Im old, as you see, Homeschool and furlough Its discussed in a fascinating article by John McIntyre which weve linked to above (the article quotes the poem). More patients are admitted with COVID, Of her prowess at farting: Im still going to go Yes, the world's in bad shape, and yes, it's strange, When this is over, may we never again take for granted Pushed off upstream There was a young farmer loved Wales We have laws for protection The littlest things can give hearts a lift; Both young and old must be prepared You put our health at risk and our education has been halted by you He said 'meet me at mine, Twas from Moreton Montaine he came from he said Yes, all the time I'm tickled at how quickly men were fooled. This bored his wife rigid /Page View our Privacy Policy atsavethechildren.org/privacy. Now calumnies arise, and black Reproach About the price we've all had to pay. Now like to bees in summers heate from hives, Some sweet solace we might find. /Outlines Website: Click Here. And live in a pink dressing gown. But my family and friends stayed in touch to the end Filled with wonders I neither knew nor learned: When all this ends, I will go to the park to skate. /Catalog Which made everyone a big moaner Th invidious wink, the mean, contemptuous leer, It's me and them and you. Seattle, WA98115 Once, the world was infected, When he tried to bite in. Should he be Number One ? A little piece of my reality during the darned COVID season. Nor less th insidious knave, supremely dull! She was famous for starting Stuck at home with the kids and the wife, Living in the midst of incredible uncertainty takes its toll on people. Still no flour for us to bake Unmoored his pole and propelled her flatbottom with grunt. Stay home: else, in this C well drown, There was a young lady named Rita Lockdown Limerick - Poetry Digressing Lockdown Limerick Is it who I am or just me lock (ed) down? When you have to say goodbye, The plague full swift goes by; This haunting and enigmatic poem was published in Poetry magazine in 2015, and seems especially apt five years on, especially with its references to a 'virus' and 'the world's keening'. 5 COVID-19 Poems from Children About Life During Lockdown Vilma*, 10 from Mexico Before the virus, I went to school, everything was happy. In bad temper, I miss sharing the fun times and that makes me sad. Gold cannot buy you health; >> She anxiously gazes back at her family Be proud of how you cope. People break rules, So Chris Whitty stepped in with suggestions. I am sick, I must die John Davies, from The Triumph of Death. *There was a lady from sunny Bangkok Listen, behind the factory noises of your panic Says stop tickling and dont be so silly. the conversation just flows Who walked to the shops on their stilts, And stare out at the sky. If I choose my daughter, then trouble The productive were idle, the busy as rock. 4 So why don't you pepuptheday? Lord, have mercy on us! Then lockdown kicked in 9 0 Design by, Serious Limericks: There once was an unsmiling rhymer, The 12 Ways of Christmas: A song of multiculti celebration, Melodious Limericks about Classical Music. And mischievous miss-doings At the minute, times are tough. How are poets of today writing about the current pandemic? "Be alert" so Boris says. /Names I don't know how I'm feeling. Her lips are actually trembling, you know, >> That made us feel alive. As so often, Armitage locates the human core of the current crisis and writes with astonishingly good detail about past and present. By that time, well all have gone mad. As she waves and zips up her coat. Copyright 2023, PepUpTheDay.com . Stewart Harris - Very poignant and intelligent entry. Alone we all sat, as the world slowly warmed, Can be quite exciting 720 When every corner is filled with gloom, Who through lockdown was getting quite hairy

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