Corona Poetry Live

UNTITLED AND ANONYMOUS sent in by Jill Schoenemann

April 10, 2020

I’m normally a social girl I love to meet my mates But lately with the virus here We can’t go out the gates. You see,…

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HORSES AND HEROES by Theresa Chaze

April 10, 2020

A poem about horses helping veterans… The planes and ships brought me back, but my soul was left behind. No words could cure. No arms…

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YOU WERE A NUN by Debbie Scro

April 10, 2020

You were nun .. I guess you didn’t have much fun. Then you moved to Santa Monica .. I hope just for the sun.. but…

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AMATEUR POEM by Fated Yared

April 10, 2020

Everyday we wipe our tears Looking to stay away from fear Together we can kick Covid-19 rear

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DREAMTOWN by Katie Isler Lang

April 10, 2020

Town dreamtown is the place to be anything you want to see just close your eyes and follow me to dream Town images come and…

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IN THIS WORLD by Mary Baldwin

April 9, 2020

In this world of fear and woe We need peace and Joy. Must we bear all strife alone Must we feel despair Will you fill…

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A LITTLE POEM…. by Sarah Peck

April 9, 2020

I like my yellow “post it” notes. Keeps me busy as a bee. Recently they’ve gotten low. Then it will just be me.  

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by Unknown

April 9, 2020

I wish I could show you , when you are lonely or in darkness. The astonishing light of your own being.

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THOUGHTS CREATE OUR REALITY by Fiona Goodwin

April 8, 2020

It’s the 8th of April And I don’t have a cat If I had a cat I will talk about it So in a way…

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I’VE GOT MY JUMPER ON BACKWARDS by Fiona Goodwin

April 7, 2020

The race you run is short and long, The end is in sight, It is possible for you to have more than you have, To…

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DIVINE CONVERSATION by Fiona Goodwin

April 5, 2020

Today I will go and look at the people Lining up outside Pavillions. That’s my local supermarket. The lining up has to stop Sure, we…

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I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS… by Fiona Goodwin

April 4, 2020

I didn’t sign up for this, Or did I? I’ve always wanted to watch endless television But now I can, I’m not. Something’s afoot. There…

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I LEARNED TO STALK YOUNG… Fiona Goodwin

April 3, 2020

When I was 11, at the bus stop, Nobody knew I was there, The bus didn’t know I was there, it never arrived, I stood…

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CORONA POETRY BEGINS… by Fiona Goodwin

April 2, 2020

Tremors, invaluable, and relatable And yet relating to so much of what is real for me in my small world, I live a small life…

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