Sanitizer Poems | Examples

High Traffic

A highly trafficked public toilet:

Leftover excrement,
tissues of tears.
Hiding from an ex,
or meeting a perfect stranger.

Throwing up nerves of steel,
collecting hand sanitizer.
Making it just one more hour,
writing initials all over the stall.

The last moment of the night,
looking at the next event flyer
under the hand dryer smiling.

Phone numbers,
hearts, and bragging rights. 
This venue has changed names,
the bathroom stayed the same.

Oh the stories it would tell.

Back To Normal

Back to normal

Breathe in...
breathe out
eyes flicker then open

adjust to the light of 
a brand new day!

It feels like life 
is getting back to normal.
No masks,
sanitizer, 
anywhere in sight.

I venture outside 
for what seems like 
forever,
Oh the summer sun
feels great on the skin!

Breathe in...
choke...choke
as smoke 
fills my lungs 
and ash floats on the breeze,
My hope burns 
like the northern cedars

Where's my mask? 
Oh there it is, great!

A feeling of calm 
washes over me as I
understand that life 
indeed is back to normal
(whatever that is)

John Derek Hamilton
July 30,2023

Appetite

A Dining Hall’s famous passion 
And signal stomachs have vision.
Not shown ignites cook’s confusion,
The proudest chef slight convulsion…

Determines how far feeders go
With that which makes human being grow;
The Richest Cake won’t with one flow,
If sugar does not make one glow,
The blackest dish as white as snow,
Because one’s captured mind it’d blow…
 
Poorest Appetite – Appetizer,
Aroused one skips sanitizer.
But now things are horribly tight
Commonsense rules, not Appetite,
Your Heavy lunch to now make light,
So that next meals come with less fight.

Wider Wider Wider

I washed my hands with sanitizer
Before I opened up my mind.
Wider! My muse screamed.
WIDER! WIDER! WIDER!
Everyone was staring at me.
Is this wide enough? I asked her.
I was feeling self-conscious now.
Having never been in this restaurant before.
And now knowing I will never be back.

I Am Afraid of Them Too

prancing across my desk
a parade of venomous snakes
what are they running from
I see nothing but cotton balls, scissors, sanitizer and paper clips.
When the smoke clears there is a brigade of antique porcelain dolls.
With those weird looking glass eyes, and those frightening stares.
“I am afraid of them too,” I confide to the vipers.

Ballon Defense

A balloon entered U.S. airspace near the Aleutian Islands on January 28. 
After crossing Alaska, Canada, the balloon entered U.S. airspace above Idaho. President Biden instructed the military to provide alternatives 
and authorized the takedown of the Chinese spy 
balloon on Wednesday 02/01/2023, if it could be done safely.  

despite the vast height
Before the world, foes shook hands~ 
turn page yield Purell 

*Purell: widely used hand sanitizer

Written: February 06, 2023

 It Means A Lot To Me Poetry Contest   
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh

Reflections and New Beginnings

Out with the old year, in with the new,
Welcome to year twenty twenty-two.
Hoping this will be a much better year,
Filled with more peace and not so much fear.

Twenty-twenty was the year it all began,
Covid appeared and we didn't have a plan.
Hand sanitizer, wearing face masks the new norm,
Keep your distance, no parties - all must conform.

Twenty twenty-one was supposed to be better.
The whole world obeyed precautions to the letter.
But Covid kept coming - nothing seemed to work,
Then came the vaccines and the world went berzerk!

The world was divided on what they should do,
Because the vaccines had been quickly pushed through.
Some trusted the safety of the newly made shots.
Others questioned their safety- get the jab they would not!

Add to this mess rising prices and crime,
And criminals released before it's their time,
Weather patterns are freaky all over the place,
And all the government wants is to talk about race.

But now here we have a new year to embrace,
Blank pages to fill with purpose and grace.
And though last year wasn't the best of times,
It gave me the inspiration to write these rhymes.

1/13/22

The Virus

Began so promising
As thoughts of a new year approached
Some called it a year of new beginnings and clarity
That 20/20 vision of sorts

Unknown and foreign
You found your origins in a faraway land
Yet soon enough, you would break the barriers of
Race, class, religion, and international borders
YEAH!  You’re indiscriminate

Lock down, shut down and shortages
A daily struggle we endured
The knowledge of your existence, coupled with fear
Put the world on notice that we were in control of NOTHING

You wrestled even the healthiest to their breaking point
Them now depending on machines to inhale and exhale
You took the weakest and oldest, showing no mercy
Masks, gloves, tissue, sanitizer; even Lysol and Clorox
Became luxury items

Almost two years later
Vaccinations, side effects and still, MASKS
Are a daily reminder that
Covid made it’s way to every point of the world

And still; we are in control of NOTHING

December 30, 2021
Contest: Coronavirus (COVID-19) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liquori

2020

On December 31st, 2019
I was full of hope, like so many.
For all the possibilities of change
That would come with 2020

Well, it was all that and a bag of chips
The good and the bad were there
The devastation was historical
Many families found power in prayer

There are so many empty seats at the table
Because of what happened in 2020
The Pandemic, hatred, COVID-19
You name it. The reasons are plenty

Living through a pandemic is hard enough
The restriction is too much for some
They become mean and take it out on others
And then violence overcomes

With limitations on businesses opening doors
People’s livelihoods on the line
Advocates formed all across the world
True colors began to shine

What does your neighbor truly stand for?
Where is his or her heart in this fight?
COVID-19 has a mind of it’s own
So together we must do what’s right.

We must wear masks and use sanitizer.
We must social distance and pray
We open our eyes and continue to fight
For a future that’s a better way.

We need a better way to communicate
No matter what party you vote
We need a better way than yesterday
That’s fueled by prayers and hope.

A Comic's Final Joke - During the Covid Pandemic

Written by Gail DeBole
On December 8, 2021
Updated on February 6, 2025

Before his fans entered the funeral’s door
They all read a sign that they couldn’t ignore.

The sign listed rules to be followed by his fans
Who had come to show respect for this funny man.

He wanted to make sure his mourners stayed safe.
To not follow these mandates would not help their fate.

Before they could enter to pay their respects
The first request was to all disinfect

By cleaning their hands with sanitizer provided
While social distancing six feet - they were all reminded.

Everyone had to show a card that proved
They were vaccinated at least times two.

They were all to wear masks to filter the air
In case Covid was in attendance there.

The comic - so funny while he was alive
Couldn’t resist entertaining even after he died.

Lying very still in a handsome blue suit
The comic exuded humor even though he was mute.

And as each person approached the casket to say a goodbye
Some laughed or you could see a smile in their eyes. 

For the comic was lying there even in death
Wearing a face mask to not be a threat!

My Desk

Kleenexes
Clorox wipes
A roll of tape
Kitty cat eyes on a pink pencil box
red apple peeks out behind yellow thermos
hand sanitizer
unused pencil sharpener because I forgot I had one
three folders with lesson plans
a marked up notebook
laptop computer
stapler
my desk is on fire with usefulness today

Back To School Daze

Back to School Daze

Wary eyes peer over the masks
hands twitch in halted greetings
the bus will arrive at 6:45 AM
no seats will be “saved”
“The Wheels on the Bus” not sung about
no kisses blown to parents
no cookies shared at recess
hand sanitizer will be shared
lunch - eaten in six foot seclusion
The Pledge of Allegiance” (if recited)
muffled through masked lips
the teacher will wear TWO masks
a “virtue signaling” statement
the bus will leave at 3:10 PM
parents will ask:
“what did you learn at school today”
Children will answer:
                                    “NOTHING”…..
                                                              


John G. Lawless
8/28/2021

From My Desk I See

without moving anything but my eyes I see
a mouse pad, computer, power cord, phone
fork, knife, spoon, half eaten chunk of meatloaf
stapler, scissors, Clorox wipes
Jason Reynolds and Ibram X Kendi’s books Stamped
 
without leaving my seat at my desk
I see two bottles of hand sanitizer, my work badge,
a red cloth face mask I am tired of wearing
an address book with a multitude of squiggles
which no one else could read
they might possibly think I was mentally ill if they got closer
 
by turning only my head to the right I see two notebooks
three pens, one of them happily has red ink
an oversized yellow bottle of water I continually knock over
a roll of blue tape, and a walkie talkie that needs plugged in
 
I am looking to the left now. Three posters
One says “Effort and Perseverance are the Keys to Success”
There is a blue chair with an ugly hexagonal print in yellow
A bookcase with kinesthetic sand which I love as much as the children
Welcome to an Elementary School Counselor’s Office

The Marmite Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Natasha L Scragg
Written 8-17-2021

I Resist

Even a microscopic virus petrifies me.
I resist this latest design of death
with mask and sanitizer. 

I withstand the horny words 
that gore me.

The waves of temptation pass through my veins:
I resist them like an elephant in chains. 

A headstone of pain reminds me 
of an aching past.
I resist my memory 
smoldering as the dried dung. 

I resist the reek 
with the perfume of poetry.
My fresh thoughts strengthen my tires 
like Kevlar.

Summer is sweltering.
I resist the drought like a camel.

Anxieties flood with the monsoon water.
I resist the lunatic weather.

Things to be resisted are plenty 
in the pod of time.
‘To live is to resist.’

First published in The Literary Hatchet (issue #28).

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My Great Grocery List

Jill Webster Horn

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From: Jill Horn 
Date: March 3, 2021 at 9:22:11 AM EST
To: Horn Jill Webster 
Subject: Fwd: Grocery List-Walmart/Costco

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Jill Webster Horn

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From: Jill Horn 
Date: March 3, 2021 at 9:20:38 AM EST
To: Horn Jill Webster 
Subject: Grocery List-Walmart/Costco

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Grocery List-Walmart/Costco
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COSTCO
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-cookies
-Irish cream
-Coffee?
-Toilet paper?
-Ice cream bars
-Chips
-Butter
-Cat food
-Wipes?
-Hand sanitizer?
-Salmon
-Asparagus
-Milk
-Cereal
-Panko breading 
-Batteries
-vitamins
-apple pie
-melatonin
-creamer
-Ciabatta bread
-Bissell carpet cleaner
-cinnamon rolls
-sliced Turkey 
-bagels
-Jim shoes
-eggs
-Dawn liquid


Walmart-Sat

-Horrible cookies 
-New potatoes
-Lemon
-Soda
-Kleenex 
-Cherry pie snacks
-Barefoot sweet wine
-Zachary Fruit Slices candy
-Carmel cremes
-Pillsbury Strawberries and cream
Cinnamon rolls
-Tomato juice








Jill Webster Horn

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