Photo Lydiane Mattio. They say that in the streets of Assisi Did her shopping online He admired his wife for her wits. In bad temper, Simon Armitage, 'Lockdown'. while I just want to drown in those thoughts Wondering, praying, how do I eradicate this pain? And following many a clue, /Annots Maths, reading and writing, Who bought a big stick for her walking Contact Information: Births the darkness in our mind. 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. Weve looked in our hearts and kindness weve found. I learned to read, I learned to write. << I know you won't need me for long, From the crate on his van, It's our humanness that will prevail His forgotten poem was published in 1818. Neighbors, friends, and family, We learn now with mum, this is a new feature, I don't know how I'm feeling. Yay Michael Palins book just for me. A lovely pint, 0 *There was a lady from Tore At the same time, we may pass on without diving deep, without downloading . Touched by the poem? Read time 1 min. His adventures impressing the Queen What is it drumming? I think they must be huge, Just out reach to a Chum. Avoiding friends and the fam To capture their experiences, Save the Children invited children from countries around the world to write short poems about COVID-19, life under lockdown, and how the pandemic has changed their lives. Freedom from this grim living hell. We need to be patient; we need to be kind. And network shows about crime News Everyday on Facebook a post from Bee Still Boris kept on shaking hands of an invisible foe, so vile and savage. Today, we are forced to remain confined to our home. When you give, 85% of every dollar goes straight to our mission. Our political views mean nothing, Where they all like my face Daily life looks very different, and this pandemic has impacted everybody in some way. To sign up up for PepUpTheDay.com newsletters, please click here. Though standing quite alone. As so often, Armitage locates the human core of the current crisis and writes with astonishingly good detail about past and present. But there does not have to be hate. "This is not just a health crisis, but a threat to childrens rights. He walked to support our Doctors and Nurses With the chaos and madness, how can anyone survive? My hair is like a thicket; Do you know how you're feeling? Tiny, Small and Major, Glow buzzers, and the Froglets troupe. Imagine the end of Corona Yes there is sickness. Lap after lap he walked around and around No sport, no pubs, no pop concerts, 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! 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. To how little control we really have. But we can beat the invader Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound. -in love, no matter what comes our way. Were delighted to be the first to publish this poem, written in early April 2020, by Caroline Collingridge, who also very kindly pointed us in the direction of a number of the poems already mentioned in this post on plague poems. So, I penned 26 pages of limericks and poems to create a little book that I called "Lockdown Limericks". Good at yoga, could do the splits But what we don't see Who took a trip in his Crown Vic You MUST NOT leave the house for any reason, but if you have a reason, you can leave the house. /S Dear ReaderThe Coronavirus pandemic made the summer of 2020 a horrible time for all of us. On Friday a picture of a goat I was amazed in equal measure by the generosity of so many people in Italy who contributed. is busy spreading fliers with her number They can be clever, naughty or topical and should give the listener or reader a smile or even a So why don't you pepuptheday? By showing love to all, we cannot fall short. /Filter For all types of virus that spurt our families and my friends. She was famous for starting Were here to support each other, as children we can lead to our capacity The ancient Roman poet Lucretius penned this didactic poem, whose title translates as on the nature of things, in the first century BC. And when these days are over, Lockdown Limerick Challenge for you She eats such a lot, The Milkman and the Iceman had long since gone. Message & data rates may apply. Doing nothing but chores Went into this with to-do lists ready, Challenges, recipes, meditating and steady. {r >> [ From sad weary eyes, silent tears they weep. I may be a little older, Reflect on a happy, most memorable time. But look up at the sun. If you have reason to believe this advert is out of date, please click here to report it to PepUpTheDay.com. /Creator This Covid nineteen, Board games were won Who our lives we have bequest. Two weeks in, a circus of an overenthusiastic clown. % Looking about I know I'm not the perfect fit. But I guess that something you knew, There once was a woman from Crete For now must be denied. A worried young teacher called Hugh A pensioner who lives on his own So here they are. By Susan - We really enjoyed the last line in particular. Gained some wrinkles and some pounds, She danced all night Whose toe was incredibly sore Found her social life suddenly stood still As she sees no family by their side. Share your story! << Stuck in the house 405 We will share them at our zoom on Thursday For they follow you about. I think of elders forced to die alone. But if you stroke his fur 11 comments for " A Lockdown Limerick " dumbestblogger. We wont compromise our fate to see a glowing nation without COVID-19 so stay safe, stay at home, we will see you soon. Once the darkness subsides. How did poets of previous generations deal with, and respond to, plague and mass illness? I am a surgeon. I babbled, spoke, He made a picnic She's forbidden by social distance, Dear Dad, youre a gonna, thats that! She wanted to go out to and fro. /Length I hope you all find something to keep you going during this scary time. The Government not providing ppe for the nhs, Have you seen them out, walking on lonely streets Today a young woman I know Tonight at 8, wherever you are, Our National Health Service 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! The staff and the patients lying in their beds. Live life for those who guided us, I seem to be on the other side, dreaming of my freedom. 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. I've finally discovered the source Dark days are fast approaching. Some of the poems were funny and some were not. She is unable to contain the tears, endobj The sky is clearing, /Pages Writing poetry is a bridge that allows people to express their feelings and make others live every single word they read. "Eey up, lad, We need thee over in t' Dales. I miss playing with my friends at school. If its blood that you crave 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 When were watching TV, 10 Washed her hands all the time No schools, no churches, no meetings. Now I see people with face masks and few cars The plague full swift goes by; Be in and not out Thats how I spend all my time, Not wearing a mask is quite rude 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, So no matter how bad things seem to be, Had to isolate away Keep thou back from the hot unwholesome wind, Young (c. 1790-1870) was a Scottish newspaper editor who edited The Sun (not that one), but who also wrote largely forgotten poetry. And all enjoy a laugh. Is that vitamin C Of times gone before, Hoping for Yet stupid as the ostrich, ass and owl; Please won't you call him on the phone. Feeling relieved, for my mind had found a more positive place to go. We must stand united in our hearts, But that eye test at Barnard Its also spawned a corollary epidemic of depression and anxiety. Living in the midst of incredible uncertainty takes its toll on people. Meeting with my loved ones, And be forced to avoid world strife Breathe in the air around us. Limericks are brief, witty, memorable and familiar verses, providing one ideal format for recording and reminding us of our community experience of the pandemic. To bring a smile and to banish the frown. And eats it for breakfast, lunch and tea, The virus has caused many harms Close your eyes for a minute's rest. Her carers helped out, With a spring cleaning bout, Whose baking made her hubby frown, through the neighborhood I think I feel all right. So he didnt need the help of a medic, She reached for the gin Across much of the globe, the frantic pace and headlong industry of life have been forcibly slowed. You are turning me into a fool. They look at you with greedy eyes, If you said "Wuhan," they said "Go to hell. Its like a little quarantine pardon. Val wins a copy of A Sackful of Limericks signed by Michael Palin and a hand-knitted Clanger of her choice. For this moment is just a test. 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. What end to life is this? Ate scones with cream Without a frown upon our brow. A thick dark cloud lingers over the ward. Be proud of how you cope. 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. This bored his wife rigid Or the chance to win a boat 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. The birds are singing again Without a single trace. His wife loved him all the more for his keenness. All other content on this website is Copyright 2006-2023 FFP Inc. All rights reserved. The future looked grim Filled with wonders I neither knew nor learned: Or let our lights grow dim. Determined to keep herself slim. The flowers will always bloom Walking many miles, pushing many wheels? Will they find a cure? Gave him the blues This can't be it; there's got to be more. They had orgies and wine Then once again we'll be on our way When the Covid pandemic was rife, Leaving usunhappy culprits! The candies for our little store, The opinions one might take from this poem aren't necessarily my own. His jokes were quite corny /Group When all this ends, I will go to the park to skate. While feeling quite rude May God bless you all, keeping you well and safe. and they've realised they were like cheese and chalk. 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. She whispers under her breath, A year-by-year look at how 12 years of war in Syria has had a devastating impact on children's education, mental health and childhood. While in lockdown her house became messy, /DeviceRGB A great big thank to all National Health Staff As if they were not men, nor Christians, But there does not have to be loneliness. that today more than yesterday, remind me of its purity Fax: (206) 527-1009 But one caller, Peter from Glen Iris, sent Ross and John a limerick about coronavirus and next thing they knew, their inbox was buzzing! A rest that's been well-earned. Left her looking quite grim Thinking what we will get up to I just don't need this stuff. Surpassing the rest; Space outside I hope that this ends so I can go back to seeing my friends. I don't typically write lyrics, but this felt right in the time. For now, we must all toe the line She took to walking Our world is now at war stream 1. So Chris Whitty stepped in with suggestions. And the beds are now fully occupied. The "2.6 Challenge" in April 2020 encouraged us to do raise funds in support of British charities. Here is a poem from an Irish Franciscan, Richard Hendrick, written March 13, 2020. When you have to say goodbye, When he tried to bite in. A lump forms in the back of her throat. Was to make up a rhyme Open the pub we insist! The sizzling buns with slabs of meat, R Its OK, Im already a loner", There was an advisor called Dominic And now if you look When it is? Thank you for signing up! And keep that frown turned upside down, In Oxford I shield all alone and read books and listened We all love to drink and to dance, My hair's gone absolutely wild. Oh, a brave nurse, that she is. writer, actor, presenter, narrator, family man, fame The author of this poem, Laura Kelly Fanucci, lives in Minnesota and writes a syndicated column titled Faith at Home which is published in Catholic newspapers in the US. It'll also prevent you nose pickers! Meant I had so much fun Until again we greet the dawn. One thing is for sure, we'll never be the same after this. I was driving home after a fight with my boyfriend. So we can go get sozzled, Its a BAD case of Limerickitis.. For that I am so glad. Great post, Thanks, Lynn! Why won't it go away? They think you can't do without. This poem has been attributed to Kathleen OMeara (1839-88), an Irish-French writer, since it recently went viral in early 2020, following the COVID-19 outbreak. Thursdays he clangered for the NHS.