Best Pandemic Poems

In nineteen eighteen there was an outbreak of flu
Caused little concern, only affected a few
But it returned with a vengeance later that year
And the world over it caused widespread fear.

First reported in Spain, and around the world spread
When it was over, fifty million people were...

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WHAT  IF  Written Pre-Pandemic

What if a rigid thinking, extremist group
Decided to do something about Planet Earth’s
Over-population,
I mean let’s just think about this, fantasy 
Of course, Just a vivid imagination!
What if they wanted to eradicate and eliminate
At least fifty per cent of humans’ world...

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In this pestilential year time forgot
behind maskless faces false facts hold sway,
it’s hard to write nice, when our world is not 
what should a poet in quarantine say?

Behind maskless faces false facts hold sway,
while plague is loose and climate still warming
what can a poet in...

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No I'm not kidding , believe what I say.
Step behind the orange line and behind it you stay.
Yes, I'll scan your items from six feet away
but stay behind the orange line until its time to pay.

It's not rocket science, there's a pandemic, its real.
You may...

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La pandemia de gripe española de 1918 (Tom Cunningham)
                  
En mil novecientos dieciocho hubo un brote de gripe
Causó poca preocupación, sólo afectó a unos pocos
Pero ese año regresó...

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Non-essential! It takes time to 
digest the public offense, bruising the poetic ego
essential only to itself, as broad as the world.
Howling winds, dark clouds, ghost cities,
horizons overbreaming with despair, the low
widespreading doubt and the high feverish days
filled with progressive red dots on world map, the
incalculable...

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When the sound of silence, wails
And sobs of crying deafens our fearful minds

Our streets are cold and empty
And there’s no one to be found
Only the shuffling of City workers
As they clean a ghostly  town

Storms are silently raging
Uncertainties abound
My soul is contemplating
Disaster is all around

Eyes...

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A field of wheat cloaked in dewy silence
the orchestra tunes up with avian arias
bullfrog basses and a choir of cawing crows,
xanthic sunflowers turning their heads to better see,
the daylight trajectory commencing with lazuline layering,
a breeze glissandoes on harps of oak leaves
tomorrow is now today,
 ...

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it is dawn in the city
and all is quiet and hushed 
today, I wrote seven words . . . 
the streets are windswept still
a lonely soul-   I wander
painted pigeons follow me
my page of words swirls away

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May 14, 2020


Poetry/Seven Words Swirling
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Buried Alive

These walls....
they laugh at me but no one else hears
They steal the very breath of me
...but no one seems to notice
They blare a suffocating silence
Leave invisible abrasions from unseen restraints

These walls I once called home
These walls have become my coffin


~FJ Thomas

Most of us run...

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A traveling newcomer
explorer of worlds
adventurer
across the seas
from galaxies a far
new universes
such beauty and wonder
a grand tour

earth seems like a second home
breathtaking landscapes, scenery 
diversity
birds and bees
flowers everywhere

the human species there interesting
after a while they started though
to die
in the tens
then thousands
then millions

he was sad
he began so...

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(Sung to the tune of Gilbert and Sullivan’s "The Duke of Plaza Toro," from The Gondoliers)
 
When all the land did take a stand
When bugs we all were fighting
He led the nation from behind
(He found it more exciting)
But when it came to placing blame
His place...

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I’ve had enough of chicken soup,
it always tastes the same;
as COVID-19 sweeps the world 
and leaves our loved ones lame,
Poetrysoup is just the thing
to ease away the pain. 
Just today, in Italy, 
I read that neighbors sing,
through open windows across the streets
while kept in quarantine....

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The cooings of a snow-white dove
Beseech the wind to bring us love
But pandemics apart
Don't you dare touch my heart
Unless you wear a rubber glove!...

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American healthcare is a joke
Government play on too many folk
Those who can't pay
Die everyday
Whilst Trump switches from Lysol to Coke...

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