In the latest addition to our isolation blog series, we are showcasing some of the fantastic poetry creations that have been shared by the English department since SGGS students and staff went into lockdown. Check back next week for Part 2!
Life in Lockdown by Millie Drayson
Our lives suddenly changed,
Yet we had so much arranged.
We closed our doors to the looming disease,
Which crept sneakily to us from overseas.
Statistics soaring, days more boring and our patience running short.
Suddenly, there is so much to clean and sort.
Lessons on Teams and watching the clock.
We somehow expect Boris to predict when this will stop.
We await the daily dose of depression every evening,
Gradually, as deaths rise, people are giving up believing.
Should we wear masks and are we immune?
The answers cannot come too soon.
Very few answers: yet endless questions.
Teachers send us helpful lessons,
But teenagers have become nocturnal and often in a mood,
Living off social media, music and lots of food.
However, we climbed the steep hill
And prevented more people from getting ill.
We stayed at home, we reached the top,
But that is not a sign that its time to stop.
The sun still shines
And we discover the benefits of exercise.
Whilst families grow closer and communities stronger,
Maybe some new habits will remain for longer.
We have learnt to appreciate normal life more
And perhaps even help with the occasional chore.
The true heroes have shone
And those who we sadly lost will never truly be gone.
We have become a part of history
And although a lot about this virus may remain a mystery,
Life after this should be better than ever
And how we reacted will be remembered forever.
Stay home, save lives, save the NHS
And our country will soon be back on the road to success.
Unity from Division – by Lily Yang
Suddenly the world seems aeons away,
Divided like an archipelago.
She still revolves, but Gaia has been
Upturned by the plight of her preponderant species –
As ingenuous as pollen, they drift
Along the exhalations of her breath,
To plunge, anchor, plunder a new host:
Reproduce – cleave in two – and repeat.
My eyelids have been forced from their pedestrian slumber:
Blinked blearily away the weary trance,
My lenses new-polished.
Now, at last, I have learned to breathe without bounds –
Except, not in public, of course –
Air (laden with pollen, bird-breath, bee-buzz)
Without breeze, like the lull of a stagnant river pulling
Its heavy load; the lackadaisical atmosphere
Languidly taunts our tainted perception:
Echoes of jubilant cries, ghostly whispers
Of song rooted in ivy or clear skies –
Nature's chorus grows as you thrive.
A vacillating trill strikes a forlorn melody
Of our heartstrings, though Cock Robin’s tune
Would seem as sweet as the cake for my
Sixteenth, a faded sepia photograph of unrealised plans;
In its stead, a digital gathering
Though physically apart, renewed spirits –
Retaining social connection, if not proximity like before
When we were incessantly busy, rushing around like ants on the forest floor, but today
Time, in butterfly form, has stayed perched on my shoulder since dawn.
So I care for my rabbit, more fervently than before,
Rollick through the rest of my chores, then dedicate
Delicate blue wings to creating things.
A portion of my mind wanders worldwide
To a long-held breath – released only by
A passing Adonis Blue, or sooner
By successful scientific endeavour –
While beacons of courage compassionately
Care for and support our community.
We never really walk alone, for we are
United as one species – humankind.
Life in lockdown By Isabel Downes,
Beep beep beep.
Ping! Ping! Ping!
My phone jerked violently-
The dreaded ‘wake up!’ ding
I turn the computer on
What will I be learning?
I work, listening to my favourite songs.
Buzz buzz. Buzz buzz.
‘Hey how are you?’
‘Good thanks, what about-zzz’
Aargh! Connection, I hate you!
It’s keeping me calm.
I get away from this viruses violence,
And look at the picture of us in my palm.
I miss you, my bestie.
Life in lockdown by Camille Tissut
In cosy cages we await our fate
Drowning our dread with numb entertainment
Staring blankly at screens, grasping pixels
of glitching warmth and staged, false humour.
Our homes are the vessels of restless voices
Cloaking the silence that deafens our streets
But sweet birds are atheming the morn
Seas begin to blush with a deep sapphire
Her creatures return once more to heed her siren call.
Impatient, we watch the petals wilt
Searching for life outside of glass homes
As grey clouds succumb to blue
As smoke stops choking the stars
As coal stops staining the air
Now more than ever it's good to be alive
for those tucked away in chocolate box houses
playing puppets in paper towns
Dreaming of freedom with full-throated ease
Life in Lockdown by Megan Rowan
Rushing from place to place
Days filled with endless activities
The speed of life flying by
Climate change, environmental issues
Realised yet never truly tackled
Living in the bubble of your own life
A materialistic existence
Traffic racing past
And the chirping birds deafened
Going to the shop
For unnecessary needs
The world a huge, busy, bright place
Full of huge, busy, bright people
Hours spent facetiming friends
Who you no-longer see
With your head buried
In maths work that seems totally impossible
Clapping the NHS and emergency services
And being told over and over
To stay two metres apart
The realisation that people
Have it worse than you
The supermarket isles
Lie clear and barren
The total utter boredom
Yet the peace of slowing down
To stop and think
Yet the peace of slowing down
To stop and think of what to do now
Returning to school, work, life
Meeting up, catching up
Joy, love and hope a cloud
Over an accomplished world
Remembering those who were lost
Remembering those who lived
And rethinking the other
Pressing problems in the world
Just loving, caring and
Enjoying the fruitful lives we live
Praying for a hopeful future
And most importantly
Taking forward the lessons we have learnt
From this Life in Lockdown
Life in Lockdown by Anna Chater
Pubs have begun to lock their doors,
Beaches left deserted,
What once was a life with friends and joy,
Has quickly been converted.
Although life may seem so very dull,
That lining is still there-
Just search for silver in the bleak,
You'll find it fair and square.
Grass is greener than ever before,
Skies forever blue;
The planet is slurping up clean air,
And thanking us too.
The birds can finally see again,
No plumes in the sky.
We're finally making things better,
But all we do is sigh!
A scary word at first.
Yet little did we know,
It's the hero for our earth!