There is a forest on my head. It's just academic,
Meant I had so much fun
Our doctor told my husband, Titus,
Now all's ship-shape, shiny and dressy! This Virus, too, must spare my life. 6 It's roaming around our land. Now he walks coughing through Waterloo Station, While Boris was battling infections
Was all this even real? /DeviceRGB Im afraid that my family and friends will get sick. For that I am so glad. In bad temper, Boris bikes left chained to the wall
With no one to talk to
And though you try, you can't avoid it,
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And our friends we must rely on
When the Covid pandemic was rife,
I just don't need this stuff. A rest that's been well-earned. 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. We vowed to never let it win. But I'm still the same old me
Blue string
A police man did bark
Or it could be December,
How are poets of today writing about the current pandemic? I don't know how I'm feeling. A handshake with a stranger Lockdown Limericks. Tip: Does it create a picture in your mind? Who was strangely excessively proud
On Sunday 5 July, at 12.30pm - 1.30pm, there was a Poetry of the Lockdown event as part of Ledbury Poetry Festival Online. A lesson may be learned,
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I saw the news today
/D So we can meet again some day
As the sun warms the airs, and the rains wet its feet,
She wore a nice dress
Must face this same relentless foe,
For this week's poem click play below The illustrations were my own doodles. If you said "Wuhan," they said "Go to hell. Whom we all do adore. -Raven Schewe, age 11. except when I dont feel like it. And because it's leap year,
And my how the boredom has grown
For quite a while now,
Some in hot, and some in cold fits 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. And, at the same time,
We are going through unprecedented times and situations. /Contents "Quarantine Limericks: Toilet Paper and Fruit Punch" is published by Joanna Henderson in Limericks: Making You Smile. I hoboed in Portugal, feasted in France. 1 She replaces the sheets as tears flow,
The girls I knew were pretty and bright. And some lipstick to add va va voom. Give encouragement and show our support. She wanted to go out to and fro. You can hear the birds again. People are singing to each other Which made everyone a big moaner
But couldnt think of anything to say, There once was an old hotel porter
Rainbow string soup was the best,
and made art and played . Very emotional and very touching! Now all is quiet and theres peace all around, who watched bands so they didn't have to talk
And network shows about crime
Limericks are brief, witty, memorable and familiar verses, providing one ideal format for recording and reminding us of our community experience of the pandemic. Adieu, farewell earths bliss! All this will pass, we will be fine, if we take care of ourselves [and] wash our hands, the virus will die. The seasons will always change. Then lockdown kicked in
Our brains are now getting mushy. This world uncertain is: Our political views mean nothing,
Rules are for fools, for the herd, for the thick. And though you may not be able Well surely remember this year, Old Mrs Mop who lives right next door
Protect us, Lord, and send your healing,
I am sick, I must die Some of the poems were funny and some were not. Alone we all sat, doors closed and locked. I want to go everywhere with you
And the rot in our teeth was so sad. I don't know how I'm feeling. Multiple interlocking crises have shaped 2022, including global conflict, the climate crisis and an unprecedented hunger crisis. COVID-19 has spread across the globe, bringing with it sickness, death, uncertainty, anxiety, and economic upheaval. I married late but married well. obj Part stressful, part bliss,
When they realised it was in fact Tizer, Livid in covid
Don't touch your face. Eat Blue String Pudding and Green Soup for tea
Stay at home so we can go out. but now the pubs are all closed
Became telly and Merlot,
Yet see so many dying right before their eyes. Whatever keeps you oddballs entertained in isolation! The family decided wed better
But I'm here to relieve stress and strife. She's forbidden by social distance,
Share your story! Its like a little quarantine pardon. Remember the sun just hides. /Creator There are gaps and walls between us,
They can be clever, naughty or topical and should give the listener or reader a smile or even a 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. Found her social life suddenly stood still
'cause they weren't free to roam
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The pandemic isn't as severe now, but it's still just as scary. /Filter That wonderful girl from Belgravia, My heart was filled with sorrow
Breathe in the air around us. Says stop tickling and dont be so silly. But by heavens above,
His wife wasnt keen
On Friday a picture of a goat
All over the world people are waking up to a new reality When it is? Where they all like my face
across the empty squares, Space travel
And blast them, execrable, into ruin! Each day with no fuss. "We're all in the same boat,"
Let's just hold this feeling
And that's another one gone. Each fondly presses to her bounteous treat, Her children came home
She took to walking
Written by Stewart Pink in One 2 Three 1,847. This Covid nineteen,
who wrote night and day just for Spam
So you try to hide each tear,
Avoiding friends and the fam
A funny limerick this time
And now if you look
Is there something, anything, to alleviate my mental strain?! Why won't it go away? There once was a man from Herne bay
To stop this Pandemic,
Waiting for what? Death proves them all but toys. /Parent Mary Latter, Soliloquy XVI. all music did cease, all performance unclapped. Which we sit But with Covid we don't have a chance,
When dawn awakes to a bright new day. And he walked and he talked with aplomb! Work hard, my weary body, please. getting him out won't be easy. Once sick in bed
My days were filled with joy and fun. I think it's growing weeds. I know I'm new to your life,
We have now read and inwardly digested all 133 limericks in the Lockdown Limerick Challenge. But we cant wait to get back to our teacher. For let's face it, we need more lerts!!! Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples When I was born
Newsletter How to help The spring was a ghost, as winter wither'd away. *There was a young man from Lerwick
They look at you with greedy eyes,
And slanderous spring from pestilential breath, Corona filled the empty space. All prayers were whispered, all hopes were exalted. Many chose to do physical things to raise money. To want a better day. Twas brought by a man,
These times are so difficult!! 0 A grandma from Warden Hill
/Type And laid him down straightway upon his bed. And keep that frown turned upside down, In Oxford I shield all alone
And lay out in the sun. R But I guess that something you knew, There once was a woman from Crete
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? Alone we all sat, windows locked and shutter'd,
The total amount we raised in the UK was 9636, which came to 11238 with Gift Aid. Gave him the blues
Previous Post Take comfort in knowing you are not alone. It's been ages since I saw a barber. From the crate on his van,
2011-2021 King of Limericks. To hold her hand, to fight back tears and pray. endobj Share your story! His poem brings a message of hope that, like Spring, is pushing its way through this gray and anxious time. She has got quite good at making lots of bread pud
Walking many miles, pushing many wheels? I hope he has a machete. Can't go swimming in pools,
Two poems eyeing on the current lockdown phenomena from a different perspective. And luckier than some. A dashing young chap called Tom Moore
When we all emerge from our coma
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. There was a man named Fred
Who awoke with a throbbing nightstick
And so we are united,
Wingman Raab struggled with direct questions
Which is where the virus began,
Our thoughts, our will, our ways. The last two stanzas have kind of been my mantra in getting me through my bad days lately. But I am a bookish nerd. To sit and cry and wonder,
An elitist, on others he looked down
So we can go get sozzled,
He said 'meet me at mine,
Two poems eyeing on the current lockdown phenomena from a different perspective. If its blood that you crave
Current British poet laurate wrote a poem on the same theme see below. Just clear up the space
Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound. Lap after lap he walked around and around
I'm writing a limerick today
Keep thou back from the hot unwholesome wind, The fund grew and grew - it really is true
Some of the poems were funny and some were not. No schools, no churches, no meetings. His jokes were quite corny
From sad weary eyes, silent tears they weep. Bare fridge and empty pasta tub
Which child should I put in my bubble ? She tried to write rhymes
Filling us with irrational fears,
He moaned and he frowned
Yet it puts many into a funk, There was an old man called Dominic
Up near the stage, more often than not. Sitting on The soliloquy is reproduced in full below: (With particular reference to Mrs. ______r and Co.). There was a lady from Piccadilly
Tiny, Small and Major, Glow buzzers, and the Froglets troupe. CheltenhamGloucestershire, Email: office@pepuptheday.com Coronavirus pandemic poem: Tom Roberts was praised by Phil and Holly on This Morning (Image: ITV) The Great Realisation, by Tom Roberts ''Tell me the one about the virus again, then I'll go to. In shoes too tight
And animals are stuck on their farms
Last night I heard Dad say to Mum,
564 NE Ravenna Blvd We find it hard to eat, street children, poor homes, suffering, fending for themselves Locked in our homes, to weather this storm. Confusion and perdition overwhelm We wake each day to numbers,
Living in the midst of incredible uncertainty takes its toll on people. Yet, anger still consumed me, keeping me depressed and blue,
Homeschool and furlough
Reflect on a happy, most memorable time. 0 To flatten the curve,
Share your story! But those nurses and those doctors,
A poem for England titled "Lockdown Lines" has been written by poet and broadcaster Ian McMillan. Until again we greet the dawn. We must stand united in our hearts,
Limerick city's mayor has said that if people don't behave, Limerick could potentially face a regional lockdown in the future. 5 They say that in the streets of Assisi She is also very fearful,
He made a picnic
when asked did he rhyme
Mummy, Daddy, Mary and Jean
/Type I gave the bags to mom. R If I choose my daughter, then trouble
While in lockdown her house became messy,
R Weve had social distancing picnics, social distancing walks, Who usually had nowhere to go
(External Link). What fun! WE ENJOYED READING EVERY SINGLE ONE! Feeling relieved, for my mind had found a more positive place to go. By providing my mobile phone number, I agree to receive recurring text messages from Save the Children (48188) and phone calls with opportunitiesto donate and ways to engage in our mission to support children around the world. But please dont despair,
When he tried to bite in. That shes acting this way,
Gaze up at the sky and pick out a star. Of love, of light, of hope. Maybe I should turn around; NO, that is the last thing I should do. are preparing to welcome When he said "Yes" - for the NHS
Not very good for an adventurous young teen
May God bless you all, keeping you well and safe. I wrote this last year as a way to deal and to understand my OCD during lockdown. And unable to roam
For all locked indoors
I wanted to be alone again and trapped in darkness. A brave nurse, that she is,
November 3, 2020 at 4:09 am Reminds me of that famous movie; "Dr. Strangeworld or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Yoke Of Oppression." A real classic. /MediaBox Of the new pandemic flu. The world has stopped like never before. so that those who are alone Constant hearses, All because of Covid troubles
Who was sick of being Locked In
They can be clever, naughty or topical and should give the listener or reader a smile or even a good belly laugh. The future unfolding is not so bright. To Love. Then all is over. Receive our prayers that keep on pouring. It has been hard, but we marked each one individually and from there made a shortlist and chose a winner. Hygiene is our only shield
Tales unravel
At the minute, times are tough. To what really matters. Granted a tiny fraction of her final days,
*There was a lady from San Moritz
Of her prowess at farting:
It feels so detached; it's such a shame. that virulent slime:
Businesses are closed, and schools have moved to online platforms. Covid virus has leap-frogged from bats. If you enjoyed these love poems from lockdown, please consider sharing the post or subscribing to the blog. 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. She loved doing quizzes all Day
( G o o g l e) She's weakened my loyal resistance ! Here is a poem from an Irish Franciscan, Richard Hendrick, written March 13, 2020. I've been dragging this past week runny eyes weighty feet. Still Boris kept on shaking hands
A limerick is a five-line poem that follows a definite pattern. Our heroes aren't our generals,
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. R 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. The first, second and fifth lines must rhyme and the third and fourth lines must rhyme. Driven inside
Music Trees and Cheese Trees yarns for you and me, The Clangers live on a blue planet in space
writing has always been a passion (specifically poetry) so I just though to share. Have you seen the porters, down on their heels,
It looks like the Amazon rainforest. Of times gone before, Hoping for Home of the witty ditty. But we never will surrender
Im embarrassed, I cant do these sums. Our Solace unveiled by its wee acorn. 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. I don't know how I'm feeling,
Fought bravely in the Second World War
There was a young lady called Ellie
Apart from change out of my dressing gown
Was it no? I don't - I make a coffee
Thinking, pondering, how could anyone thrive? In places far away,
And spreads th infectious influence oer his fame! Our National Health Service
Life has become cushy
Or Hungarian cat,
She wants to make love,
Listen to the birds sing
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! He'll have to cut right through my jungle. 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. 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! Whose wife got Covid and was sick
Yes there is isolation. Our world is now at war
No, it isnt a flare of arthritis. Even if it's just standing in queue. What end to life is this? I hope you all find something to keep you going during this scary time. Who awoke with a throbbing tick
The hopes and whims I-Phone, Zoom, Instagram. Please mention PepUpTheDay.com when contacting this advertiser. Blame Pep Up The Day
I think a tiger lives in there;
How she cussed, that VA stuck in lockdown! And I've grown as fat as a sow! Waking up without my alarms, So dear friends I do hope youre alert
I don't know how I'm feeling. 9 KATY, Texas Teachers everywhere are missing classroom life, especially their students. Young (c. 1790-1870) was a Scottish newspaper editor who edited The Sun (not that one), but who also wrote largely forgotten poetry. obj Robin Wall Kimmerer writes: I could hand you a braid of sweetgrass. And we'll be smiling face to face. But this I know is true. As if they were not men, nor Christians, When my boss told me I was furlough
Room at so much a pitful for so many. our families and my friends. Will be gone and all erased. Her husband made moves
Or let our lights grow dim. Signs that will tell us all is well,
Whose husband had his own alarm clock
A round of applause
For them, the world was bright and new,
Pushed off upstream
Thank god for Facebook and Zoom, There was a quiet woman from Dorking
But fiends or monsters, murdering as they go . Alone we all sat, fearful and forlorn,
Who heard all the news of Corona
obj Corona virus you're pants!! During lockdown feels very alone
It's our humanness that will prevail
And set us free again. At Samaritan, we are deeply aware of how foundational it is to wellbeing to have reliable, caring relationships with others.