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
Darling Tree
The clouds, the blue, the birds, I see
But there is just one darlinig tree
Reachiing up, up, up, finding life
Quivering, from wind like a knife.
Its leaves hang on, though feathery;
Twigs hang tight, worried they'll be debris.
And still, the wind, rough, oh so cold.
The darling tree lives to be strong
Otherwise it will not be long
Before death, under sun of gold.
But there is just one darlinig tree
Reachiing up, up, up, finding life
Quivering, from wind like a knife.
Its leaves hang on, though feathery;
Twigs hang tight, worried they'll be debris.
And still, the wind, rough, oh so cold.
The darling tree lives to be strong
Otherwise it will not be long
Before death, under sun of gold.
Sally
Boston, MA
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