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Covicabulary

Poetry and music are a great way to express the way you feel or to document an experience. This video then explores the vocabulary of the pandemic through poetry. Language is a powerful medium that defines so much but here it has been put to music by the very talented Mike Gascoigne (his channel is here https://www.youtube.com/channel/UChT6…​). The photography has been reproduced and remains copyright protected to the owners credited many of whom submitted their pictures to the renew169 wellbeing lockdown photography competition. To find out about Renew169 and the valuable work they do you can visit their website https://www.renew169.org.uk/​. It was great collaborating with all these people.

Covicabulary

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Covicabulary

A poem to highlight words that have come to the fore in the pandemic – covid vocabulary 

A new vocab is spreading
At an R of ten or more
It’s growing exponentially
With sizeable vigour
That started when the toilet roll
Sold out in every state
As folk were told to stay at home
And to self-isolate

For a pangolin or bat it seemed
From Wuhan overseas
Had introduced a virus
To human communities
And from there, it had gone rampant
Setting off a pandemic
That was as nasty as could be
Making folk really sick

So we now must social-distance;
Wash our hands throughout the days
Less Corona dares to get us
In unprecedented ways
So whilst we shun covidiots
When they are so unwise
We won’t forget when we could only
Shop essential buys

Not forgetting that the Chancellor
Committed billions of pounds
As schools and pubs and shops and clubs
All had to shut right down
And folk were put on furlough
To stay home; watch Netflix
Though some preferred to chat on Zoom
Or workout with Joe Wicks

Still others started working
From their residential pad
With musicians hung out to dry
And others down and sad
And parents had to fathom out
Pythagoras and the like
As they taught their darling kiddiewinks
To stop a second spike!

Not forgetting all the keyworkers
Who brought in deliveries
Emptied the bins and kept on top
Of the necessitates
From the supermarket assistants
To the chemist and the rest
Who put themselves in trouble’s way
To do their very best

Whilst others had to stay inside
By shielding from the rest
With Grandparents and others
Confined in their own nests
Away from friends and family
In a measure so surreal
That lockdown for the vulnerable
Was such a harsh ordeal

But over everything else
There was a new frontline
Of doctors and of nurses
Of carers who defined
The war effort against the bug
In complete PPE
Selflessly saving lives to care
For the likes of you and me

And so together, globally
A pause button‘s been pressed
With mitigations such as masks
To help the NHS
And other healthcare systems
Who despite the quarantine
Have struggled to keep a-pace of
Noxious COVID19

So the nation has tried to flatten out
The curve that previously
They’d not heard of along with words
Like herd immunity
And so in just a few short months
The lexicon has grown
So now these words are commonplace
When they were once unknown

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Covid Vocabulary

 

 

I Loved You Like You Were My Own 💗

This poem is dedicated to Mo – a dear dear friend gone too soon.

I loved you like you were my own
Warmed by your radiant light
Your glorious smile
Your broadest hugs
And welcome of delight

I loved you like you were my own
Encouraged by your strength
The joy you brought
The love you gave
That went to any length

I loved you like you were my own
The dearest of all hearts
So giving of
Yourself always
E’en when we were apart

I loved you like you were my own
Blessed by your sweet refrain
That sang out loud
Songs and great hymns
Our loss is the angel’s gain.

So sleep dear Mo the soundest sleep
Reunited with your love
And rest in your
Eternal peace
In heaven up above

I had a dream

I HAD A DREAM

I had a dream about the world
The world all cloaked in fear
Ruled by this overwhelming force
Or so it would appear

But then came a brand new order
That took hold of all the fright
Caressing it with kindness
And bathing it in light

And with compassion’s touch
Doors and ceilings opened wide
To conquer all the bounds of fear
Washed over by the tide

And liberty and freedom
Were released to roam at will
Subduing guns of terror
Scaling up the highest hill

For bullets held no power now
Unable to do harm
As peace reigned in magnificence
Together with a calm

And although fear still existed
The feed was love and honesty
With openness and pureness
Wrapped up in tranquillity

And so fear’s self just vanished
Replaced by universal care
Shining with a luminescence
That was forever there

And in that very dream
The heartbeat of the world restored
Turning from the pulse of violence
To one of acceptance and accord.

Bugsy Batty, The Coronavirus – A simple story to help children understand

I wrote a story to help adults explore the current pandemic with their young children. It includes helpful guidance to help those conversations flow a little easier.

It is illustrated by a lovely friend of mine, Debbie Joy Brookes, who worked remotely and at speed to get this out there. We hope you find it helpful at a time when there’s a lot of worry in the air yet at a time when we need to help children process this so that their own trauma is mitigated as much as possible

For a FREE downloadable copy click here

https://www.keepandshare.com/doc19/27032/bugsy-batty-the-coronavirus-pdf-559k?da=y

Please share widely so that all adults needing to support young children have access to this, resource at this time.

Thank you

Moaning, The Weather, Tea and Maybe Gin!

There’s an English addiction
That really is rife
To moan about everything
They encounter in life
They complain about this
They complain about that
They protest and they grumble
And they go tit for tat
Be it about their work or their children
Their house or their car
They take moaning to new levels
But the complaint that’s by far
The most idiosyncratic of all
Just has to be
When they moan about the weather
Be it wet or sunny
For in winter they witter
About the cold and the rain
Then in summer the sun
Gives them cause to complain
So like ‘em or love ‘em
To be English for sure
Is to be in a state of discontentment
Where only tea is the cure!
For tea is quite magic
As it makes all things right
When the English have done battle
And there’s no gin in sight!

Perspective

Still Love

Gratitude

Are we grateful for what we’ve been given right now
For the excellence that lies all about
Are we focussed on good and not upon bad
Are we willing to sing and to shout
About even the tiniest littlest thing
That brings fortune and favour our way
Be it the sun in the sky or the birds on the wing
Or the wonder that’s filling today

Be it a stranger’s kind word or a hug from a friend
A meal on the table at night
A song or a dance, a smile or a glance
Whatever brings in joy and delight
Be it a nudge in our thoughts that brings in relief
For even a second or less
To refresh and renew everything that we do
With gratitude and heart filled thankfulness

For to dwell on these things that may not seem big
Or even seem what we are owed
Is to lift up our spirit, to freshen our souls
With appreciation and love thus bestowed
And thus we go hence right into this day
With joy in our mind and not dread
With blessing abundant at the fore of our thoughts
With a glow and lighter step in our tread.

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