rhymes
with
virus
Pandemic poetry by everyday people
A place to create, write, grieve, express, laugh, and share during COVID-19.
There was a virus called COVID-19
Inspiring us all to be oh so quite clean
To make bread of banana
Send masks to Louisiana
And to write poetry from quarantine.
Inspiring us all to be oh so quite clean
To make bread of banana
Send masks to Louisiana
And to write poetry from quarantine.
there's no such thing as bad poetry
Ode to New York
I love New York.
A slogan, a logo, a hashtag, me.
You are my everything, my favorite destination, my spirit animal, my home.
You give me life, hope, joy.
You bring a smile to my face and heart, although maybe not my wallet.
You are often abused, destroyed, peed on, spit at.
I am your protector, your champion, your number one fan.
Your residents are dying - but you are not.
Your heartbeat is strong; you will survive!
Your streets will come alive again.
Your chefs will feed; your stars will entertain and delight; your skylines will take breaths away; your parks will embrace in peace.
You will be the city that never sleeps, and my home state.
Until we meet again, forever and always, I love New York.
A slogan, a logo, a hashtag, me.
You are my everything, my favorite destination, my spirit animal, my home.
You give me life, hope, joy.
You bring a smile to my face and heart, although maybe not my wallet.
You are often abused, destroyed, peed on, spit at.
I am your protector, your champion, your number one fan.
Your residents are dying - but you are not.
Your heartbeat is strong; you will survive!
Your streets will come alive again.
Your chefs will feed; your stars will entertain and delight; your skylines will take breaths away; your parks will embrace in peace.
You will be the city that never sleeps, and my home state.
Until we meet again, forever and always, I love New York.
Tracy
Brookline, MA
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