Is it waking up to the melodies of the doves outside my window
Or the clinking of spoons as my father makes his morning coffee
Is it the feeling of content while reading a book
Or perhaps the sorrow of a character dying
Could it be
A plant sprouting a new leaf
Or your dog lying in front of the fire
The crackling of the wood
The heat touching your face
Sometimes life feels like
We are all robots
Each day a repetition of events
These moments are what remind me
What it is to be living
Well, the evening was over
And the crowds were all leaving and she held back the tears
That threatened to spill, as she waved goodbye
Several weeks and several months had passed
She thought things had changed she thought they had too.
But it was the beginning of an end
The car went round the bend and disappeared into the night
Maybe she should call
But this time would be different
Maybe things didn’t have to break, fall apart
But maybe they did
Maybe it was for the best
Maybe, maybe, maybe
In March we were all suddenly in a box
Our own individual box
Our boxes were solitary
We had to adapt to life in the box
Some people’s boxes were colourful and peaceful
Some were full of life and art
Many people opened the lid quickly
And were shouting over to their friends boxes, happily
But some people’s boxes had the lid on shut
They were dark
There was no music
They didn’t know how to open the lid
But all it takes is for someone to open the lid for you
Some people already knew how the box works
Because we were always in the box
It just took a pandemic to notice it
Why Me? Why Anyone?
This pain like the waves of a hungry ocean consuming everything in its path
Like a firework, like a bomb, ticking about to explode in my chest any minute now
I’m lost in my own body but this isn’t my fault
This isn’t fair but nothing is fair is it?
When I look in the mirror, I don’t like what I see,
I see stretch marks, cellulite, acne and more.
I cover up with baggy clothes and walk away.
This does not define me.
I am pretty, beautiful all in my own way
We as a nation,
In this dire situation,
Must watch as the news arrives,
Of a decreasing population,
We watch from our homes,
With little control,
And think of the ones,
That are living alone.
We’ll Hug Again
We sit here staring at a screen
Where school was once a boring scene,
Has now become a farfetched dream
The dream of seeing friends again
Masks all keeping diseases out
But holding happy smiles within
Soon enough we’ll hug again
When normal wont be normal
But a win
The Final Time
I gaze upon the stars for the final time,
Oh love, I’ll see you soon,
The night owl howls as
it flies across the full moon.
As I hit the ground,
The sirens sound,
And cries and yells are all around.
As I see her face for the final time,
I begin to wonder how a crime
So small, so naive
Can be the cause of one to leave.
From a time where everything was fine and normal
To when social distancing and masks became the new normal,
With people having to self isolate
And learning new ways to communicate,
I miss the days of having a massive get together
But I’m sure one day everything will be better,
I can’t wait for the day to say remember when
But it might be a while until then.
In other times, this is where we go
To socialise, to grow
To have routine and get away
A haven a place to stay, if even only for a while
Now here we are stuck in a cycle
Staring at screens trying to find means
To this situation, to this way of living
Until we find our new beginning
Growing up I never expected to live in a society
Where nothing was perfect,
You try your best but nothing is ever worth it,
You style your hair, put on makeup
But nothing makes you feel enough,
You go on your phone and see all these women
Who make you feel so worthless,
The beauty standard is higher than it’s ever been before,
Eating disorders becoming the new normal, what for?
All to look like the girl with the perfect face, body and more.
Why can’t we all just accept people for
Who they are from their core.
Day by Day
Even though this pandemic seems
Endless right now, I am trying to take it
Day by day and I’m trying to focus
On things that make every day easier
We were born into an age of technology
Where all of our emotions were belittled on a screen
Where we are told ” have a slim waist and big hips ”
Or “no man will want you looking like that ”
But then there are people dying from eating disorders and being “too skinny”
Yet we still push the narrative that we all have to look like Barbie dolls or Instagram models
And” try these diet pills to get a slim waist”
But why? For what?
How much longer are we going to keep pretending that this is normal?
I Tell Myself
I tell myself that I have a good life
Food on the table and a room to myself
My family loves me and my parents don’t fight
But I still ask myself is it alright
If my life is so easy why do I cry
When my teachers decides I need more work tonight
Im starting to feel like I’m in the wrong
For feeling so lost is such a good life
have I forgotten what it was like
To feel all alone like I did before
It’s seemed I had finally made some real friends
But lockdown has taken them away again
I don’t know what’s right and I don’t know what’s wrong
Because I’d rather cry when my favourite character dies
Than When I loose someone who I’ve looked in the eyes
Why do I cry over trivial things
But fail to find tears when I’m really in need
Front line workers putting in the time
For the coronavirus crime
The world has never been the same
Since the coronavirus came
People are getting diagnosed
While schools, pubs, and shops are all closed
Never thought I’d want to go back
To school so soon
The lying cheat
Free of benevolence but strident
I watched you pleat
In mere deceit
When I confronted you all was silent
So come here, no fear
Just be cohere
I’ll listen and will try to ajar
But watch I steer
My fist right near
Your phoney face and spar
Time goes by,
Taking more lives with it.
Some days lack spirit.
But we will stick with it.
The world is upside down,
Digesting sadness and hurt.
The biggest shocker of the century.
The Global Pandemic.
In the light of troubles we have today
There’s a few things I think people our age would like to say
Although we are tired and the days feel long
Together as a country we stand extremely strong
Wear your mask and don’t be a fool
Someday we will get back to school
All Over Someday
As the days grew longer and the nights got colder
Little by little I was growing much older
I didn’t take much notice of the impact it had
But this global pandemic made life really bad
Anxiousness grew more and more each day
Waiting for someone to say it’s all over someday
The Light is Fading
The light is fading, day after day, night after night,
Gets duller and duller, and going from bad to worse,
Lockdown sucks; it’s no delight, but life after lockdown,
Is hopefully bright.
As I Sit Here
As I sit here and look out the window,
The clouds look like a giant pillow,
The wind slowly shakes the trees,
In the light February breeze.
The birds chirp in a high pitched squeak,
With their long pointy obvious beak,
No traffic on the road,
Everything seems slowed.
Life all of sudden seems so still,
Until there’s a smell of burgers on the grill,
Back in the reality of life at a busy rushing pace,
Oh when did we forget that life is here to embrace.
Be Who You Are
Smile, laugh, give for what
Yo can give some people everything and one mistake and that’s all they see,
The one mistake over all the good, the laughs, the time spent together
No one is perfect but everyone wishes they could be, so they wouldn’t be judged so mentally
They don’t know your background or who you are,
So don’t give a damn about them just be who you are
In these dark times
We need a walk or even a run
Just look forward to the day
This is all over and we can meet up again
I miss being busy, being occupied
Now nothing left in my mind.
Only thoughts most I don’t like
Everyday is the same,
I’m about to go insane.
Days are spent inside
I dream of visiting the seaside.
I text my friends and family on my phone
but I still feel alone.
Seeing everyone on a screen
Friends and teachers I haven’t seen.
The eating is none stop
Everyday is nearly spent at the shop.
The weather is getting good at least
At the end of all this I’d say we are all due a feast.
I actually miss school,
Saying this I feel like a fool!
When this lockdown is over, this crazy time,
Everything will be normal, and be full of joy,
Go out with my friends, we will laugh and we’ll cry,
And stay out till the sun is saying goodbye.
Here I am stuck in lockdown
A sunny morning in spring
Stuck inside with nothing to do
All I want is to get back to school
I miss my friends
And I miss my sports
Oh I cant wait
For this to be done
Take my Hand
Always send that daily text, take time to talk, take time to care
Just show family and friends that you are there,
Breathe in breathe out all the toxic air and check in on the happy friend, they could feel bare,
I’m always amazed that you can stand so tall,
I’ve seen you trip but you never fall,
Take my hand we’ll find the light its always shining its just never bright,
It may take long but its road to smiles,
A few kilometres may feel like miles.
Lockdown has started,
Odd times have begun,
Children have homeschooling,
Parents have none,
Hard times for them to provide for their families,
Mental health problems is on an all-time high.
Restrictions are there just make sure to comply
And hopefully this will be over by July.
The Greatest Moment
The greatest moment
That will be known to me
Is the day the WHO say
“The world is officially Covid free”
On that spectacular day
We will laugh, hug and
Give a lot of love
To those we’ve missed so dearly
We are stuck in lockdown
For months on end,
In this dull gloomy weather
I can’t even see my best friend.
I miss the summer days
Having fun laughs and plays
I just want to go back to school
The Kennedy Park
55 kilometres away,
53 minute drive.
A Windy Wednesday,
Sky shined in a gorgeous grey.
Parked at the side of road,
My face glowed,
When I saw the great green park.
The Kennedy Park.
As I came out of the car,
I see him from afar.
There he was standing,
Smiling and glancing.
2020 was just really bad
Everyone since March has been really sad
When I heard there was going to be no GAA I got really mad
I feel like 2021 is going to be a shocker
But hopefully 2022 will be a rocker
Hopefully by the time it’s Christmas,
We will all be gathered around stuffing our faces
Thinking that 2022 will be full of aces
The Green Grass
The grass grows green
Sometimes the weather can be that mean
However not in winter do
With the sun lying in the sky low
It gets better now it’s summer
It’s growing like a runner
I hope it keeps going
Like the wind softly blowing
My powers turned on
Starting right now
I’ll be strong
I’ll play me fight song
It was a sunny day in March when I heard the bad news
The country was going into lockdown for a month or two
Everyone was going mad
And some people were even getting sad
Everyday was such a drag
All people wanted was one good night about the town
But the government wouldn’t let us out
I’d rather have loyalty than love
‘Cause love really don’t mean jack
See love is just a feeling
You love somebody and still stab them in the back
It don’t take much to love
You could love somebody just by being attached
See loyalty is an action
You can love or hate me and still have my back
Lockdown 3.0 some call it,
We can’t go out because we will transmit
All this home schooling has my head wrecked
We won’t be in school anytime soon I suspect
The day that the pandemic is over,
It will feel like I found a four-leafed clover.
I will appreciate any chance I get to hug my Nan,
And not have to worry about any further bans.
Lockdown life is hard
Sat in bed
Staring out at the world
Wanting it all to be back to normal
How I long to be sat on the beach with my friends
Staying up til midnight
Talking about life
Our hopes and dreams
Longing for a Covid free life
Days and Days
Days and days,
From COVID we must all hide
In our houses we must all stay
Will this ever go away
We must all keep our hands clean
When can I get this stupid vaccine?
My minds gone to mush,
I keep falling behind in everything
In the middle of a Pandemic still trying stay academic,
I’m so desperate for creation of new memories
Out with friends and enjoying the weekends.
In the end there’s always hope,
Hope that this will end and hopefully its right around the bend
Another Balloon that Popped
From my window I now look
At the place that donkey once took
His place in the field empty and bare
I look to the drain it seems he is still there
A world wrapped in darkness a never ending rain
Little did we know would be the cause of one donkeys pain
A balloon who could no longer fly
What horrible way to die
But now in the sky
At least now we are aware
Of the power of the rain
I will never forget the day the donkey slipped in the drain
We are in lockdown
It is tough
We can’t see our friends and socialise
I just try pass the day best I can
I miss GAA
And playing on a summers day
I miss attending matches
And also getting them high catches
Lockdown is so boring
There’s nothing to do
So much school work
So easy to get distracted
So lonesome on your own
Never thought I’d want to go
Back to school before lockdown.
Lockdowns here, life is boring
We’ve got nowhere to be going
We used to hate school
Now it’s home school,
Never mind no training
It always seems to be raining
I liked lockdown in the summer
But nOw it’s such a bummer
The grass was cut
The crop was down
On he comes
The man with the baling crown
The cows had their calves
The farmer had win
4 were twins
The rain was coming
The famer said crap
He was stone mad
He almost shot a duck