Poems About a Pandemic Seeking Honest Critique
#pandemic
oldmanG
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 8:05am
2nd Nov 2024 8:05am
Mother Nature’s Revenge
Mother Nature’s Revenge
We live on Cattle and pigs and chickens
Killing the sentient just for dinner
What would happen if we were hunted
We say we are free but it’s not that simple
What happens when Mother Nature freaks out
Cows are men and children are little lambs
Uprising from the animal side all the sudden
We are being hunted like pheasants with no wings
So have them chicken nuggets how about a Big Mac and some fries
Sit bloated stained by sugary McDonalds
Now a bird...
We live on Cattle and pigs and chickens
Killing the sentient just for dinner
What would happen if we were hunted
We say we are free but it’s not that simple
What happens when Mother Nature freaks out
Cows are men and children are little lambs
Uprising from the animal side all the sudden
We are being hunted like pheasants with no wings
So have them chicken nuggets how about a Big Mac and some fries
Sit bloated stained by sugary McDonalds
Now a bird...
#animals
#environment
#nature #pandemic
#nature #pandemic
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1 Comment
Alviola
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 8:19pm
15th Apr 2024 8:19pm
Savior Dog
She cocks her head and stares,
offers a paw in the air,
The paw is a word, the stare
a question, when the liquor
is drunk unchilled, they will stare
In the coldness of covid,
the paws comforted, rescued
our souls, the whip of the tail
delighted, their noses keen
to the smell of woes and worries
she flops down beside me, her
bottom up, and demands the rub,
near and nudging, she stares when
I stop, we healed when we stroked
petted bathed nuzzled fed
...
offers a paw in the air,
The paw is a word, the stare
a question, when the liquor
is drunk unchilled, they will stare
In the coldness of covid,
the paws comforted, rescued
our souls, the whip of the tail
delighted, their noses keen
to the smell of woes and worries
she flops down beside me, her
bottom up, and demands the rub,
near and nudging, she stares when
I stop, we healed when we stroked
petted bathed nuzzled fed
...
#sadness
#love
#animals
#healing
#pandemic
173 reads
9 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 6:31pm
4th Mar 2024 6:31pm
Post Pandemic
We’ll sit in the park
In the dark
Laugh a lot
And drink some shots
We’ll run in the sea
Climb a tree
Have a fight
And hug really tight
We’ll jump up and down
All around town
Throw some ‘taters
And wake up the neighbours
We’ll take lots of drugs
Act like thugs
Make a mess
And eat lots of cress
We’ll have lots of sex
Break our own specs
Troll your mother
And cough on each other
We’ll make lots of noise
Buy sex toys
Swim in a lake
And battle a...
In the dark
Laugh a lot
And drink some shots
We’ll run in the sea
Climb a tree
Have a fight
And hug really tight
We’ll jump up and down
All around town
Throw some ‘taters
And wake up the neighbours
We’ll take lots of drugs
Act like thugs
Make a mess
And eat lots of cress
We’ll have lots of sex
Break our own specs
Troll your mother
And cough on each other
We’ll make lots of noise
Buy sex toys
Swim in a lake
And battle a...
#love
#friendship
#funny
#SelfReflection
#pandemic
131 reads
1 Comment
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
6th Jan 2024 7:45pm
6th Jan 2024 7:45pm
There was a time when all seemed lost ...
Pandemic
Circa 2020
Working from home
Often minimal engagement
Most my customers were shut down
So living on a shoe string
Not much to do
Eventually started to paint again
The job precluded Art
Always on the road
Too tired at night or weekends
But then the pandemic
Suddenly more time than work
Out came the paints and brushes
I call this painting “Time Lost”
In the seemingly lost days
I painted for hours
It was something to do
A big deal day was when I sold one
A trip to the...
Circa 2020
Working from home
Often minimal engagement
Most my customers were shut down
So living on a shoe string
Not much to do
Eventually started to paint again
The job precluded Art
Always on the road
Too tired at night or weekends
But then the pandemic
Suddenly more time than work
Out came the paints and brushes
I call this painting “Time Lost”
In the seemingly lost days
I painted for hours
It was something to do
A big deal day was when I sold one
A trip to the...
#LifeCycle
#art
#pandemic
168 reads
10 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
24th Jun 2023 11:44pm
24th Jun 2023 11:44pm
You Never Ran from Me
Choose your pleasure
Grasp at straws
Brass rings
Leather corsets
Climbing Everest
Stars a grasp away
Quiet pandemic moments
Hundreds of them
Secrets revealed
Walls came down
Truth and circumstances
You never ran from me
I run towards you
I want to save you
Taste your tears
Hug you so tight
A game to see who releases first
It won't be me
Grasp at straws
Brass rings
Leather corsets
Climbing Everest
Stars a grasp away
Quiet pandemic moments
Hundreds of them
Secrets revealed
Walls came down
Truth and circumstances
You never ran from me
I run towards you
I want to save you
Taste your tears
Hug you so tight
A game to see who releases first
It won't be me
#confessional
#lover
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#pandemic
274 reads
26 Comments
MrDunnePoetry
Poem Published
14th Feb 2023 11:32pm
14th Feb 2023 11:32pm
"V-Injury"
V-Injury"
I could have easily died, that night you nearly died/
There was fear in my eyes, with the tears that I cried
It hurts cause I tried, & made worse cause they lied/
In the world there is a lurgy, like a curse on mankind
So like most of my kind did, you went and got three/
Whilst saying that you didn't, I just could not believe
Then my child did the same, like how could I be mad/
But when the heart attack came, it lit flame like a match
What I felt was so sad, those damn jabs are the devil/
Your mum & dad could have...
I could have easily died, that night you nearly died/
There was fear in my eyes, with the tears that I cried
It hurts cause I tried, & made worse cause they lied/
In the world there is a lurgy, like a curse on mankind
So like most of my kind did, you went and got three/
Whilst saying that you didn't, I just could not believe
Then my child did the same, like how could I be mad/
But when the heart attack came, it lit flame like a match
What I felt was so sad, those damn jabs are the devil/
Your mum & dad could have...
#sadness
#lies
#politics
#WritingPoetry
#pandemic
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0 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 3:31pm
9th Dec 2022 3:31pm
What the Poison in the Air Stole from Them
The young lie on the floor, fingers
and marrow fused to phones, they lie there
quieter than the poison in the air
The virus stole nudging in buses,
she fondles the screen of her phone,
limning the boy's eyes as she listens,
her finger is not in range, she knows
he will not see her touching his lips
but hopes he will feel the caress
We must tell them that they will, they will
noisily pull out chairs and seat
themselves around tables of laughter
We must tell them not to worry,
boys will cup...
and marrow fused to phones, they lie there
quieter than the poison in the air
The virus stole nudging in buses,
she fondles the screen of her phone,
limning the boy's eyes as she listens,
her finger is not in range, she knows
he will not see her touching his lips
but hopes he will feel the caress
We must tell them that they will, they will
noisily pull out chairs and seat
themselves around tables of laughter
We must tell them not to worry,
boys will cup...
#love
#loneliness
#teens
#despair
#pandemic
275 reads
7 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
6th Dec 2022 11:27am
6th Dec 2022 11:27am
The cost of Covid
Do not question
here, take the bribe
don’t ask where it came from
sit back enjoy the ride
We’ll blame it on Russia
or those who voted to leave
if the media says so
they decide what you believe
Inflation weaponised
food too expensive to eat
we’ll turn off the gas
if you won’t accept your defeat
There’s jobs if you want them
to pay for a life with no choice
don’t share your opinions
you no longer have a voice
It’s much worse in China ...
here, take the bribe
don’t ask where it came from
sit back enjoy the ride
We’ll blame it on Russia
or those who voted to leave
if the media says so
they decide what you believe
Inflation weaponised
food too expensive to eat
we’ll turn off the gas
if you won’t accept your defeat
There’s jobs if you want them
to pay for a life with no choice
don’t share your opinions
you no longer have a voice
It’s much worse in China ...
#pandemic
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0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
24th Oct 2022 00:50am
24th Oct 2022 00:50am
avian flu
read that in the scottish highlands and islands alone birds are dying in their thousands
#pandemic
198 reads
1 Comment
Trome
Poem Published
9th Aug 2022 1:08am
9th Aug 2022 1:08am
MY COVID-19 EXPERIENCE
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#pandemic
511 reads
14 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2022 1:45pm
2nd Aug 2022 1:45pm
Cashier Visitation
Why couldn't I condition myself
to a box in which everything
was kindly set for me?
Does the box make you shiver? Does it?
It's set, another wins!
Also, why should I be a friend
of someone, the disgusting!
Pay attention to the baggage.
To the most crowded suitcase of all.
Does the bag make you shiver? Does it?
Everything that is full is not a closet,
The closet, by all accounts, is empty.
Are you upset about how empty it is?
Does it hurt you to see the closet so empty?
I saw the dark instrument of...
to a box in which everything
was kindly set for me?
Does the box make you shiver? Does it?
It's set, another wins!
Also, why should I be a friend
of someone, the disgusting!
Pay attention to the baggage.
To the most crowded suitcase of all.
Does the bag make you shiver? Does it?
Everything that is full is not a closet,
The closet, by all accounts, is empty.
Are you upset about how empty it is?
Does it hurt you to see the closet so empty?
I saw the dark instrument of...
#anger
#war
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
#pandemic
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0 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
13th Jul 2022 4:20pm
13th Jul 2022 4:20pm
To Walk on Water
Faith is an act of lying supine,
and motionless, torso yielded,
bare skin cold in a blue and white room
of soft voices tittering about
bare skin recoiling from the idea
of a surgeon with a scalpel in hand.
When a man is carried away against his will,
hands flail and grab whatever are about,
my fingers reach for and wrap around
the door jambs of unsurrendered problems.
I am Isaac, elbows bound, bewildered
by the sight of a dagger overhead
I am...
and motionless, torso yielded,
bare skin cold in a blue and white room
of soft voices tittering about
bare skin recoiling from the idea
of a surgeon with a scalpel in hand.
When a man is carried away against his will,
hands flail and grab whatever are about,
my fingers reach for and wrap around
the door jambs of unsurrendered problems.
I am Isaac, elbows bound, bewildered
by the sight of a dagger overhead
I am...
#faith
#illness
#cancer
#determination
#pandemic
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6 Comments
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