A Year On From The Outbreak: A Retrospective of Poetry on HIVE in the Early Days of the Pandemic [Plus, Win HIVE!]

<p dir="auto"><em>I can't believe it's been over a year since the virus transformed all our lives. A year ago I was in England, disappointed and angry that I couldn't have the year off I had planned. Like all of us, I experienced some strong emotions, and engaged most of all with the Indian goddess Kali, which I saw in the British landscape, miles from India. It didn't matter - the <em>idea of Kali was there, and her outside time presence helped me grapple with death and impermanence in new ways, and the cosmic joke of life. I wrote poetry - a lot of it. Poetry is an incredible medium to distil one's emotional life. Since HIVE, I've written more poetry than I ever have, and to be honest, I'm not even sure I'd attempted a poem since high school. HIVE has a way of allowing us creative expression and giving us confidence to develop it. <p dir="auto"><em>At the time, I started compiling a list of poems that were written during these times. I didn't get far - life took over, as it does. But I include these four here, because they were truly special to look over. I was wondering whether any of you would care to send me a link to the poems you wrote during these times, about your life during the pandemic and how it has been affected by it in various ways. I'd love to continue this compilation as I believe it matters. There are so many amazing poets on HIVE and I'd love to support them in this small way by bringing attention to their writing. <p dir="auto"><em>I've included all the poems I found (and asked their permission to use) last year below - read and enjoy! I've set all of them a small beneficiary, so upvoting this post sends some rewards straight to them as well. Keep reading after the collection to find out how you can win 50 HIVE! <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><span><a href="/@vicperezdelara">@vicperezdelara's poem 'Everything's The Same Around Here' described the mundanity of a domestic landscape and picking up after a storm. The parellel of the storm and the storm of tears - the 'tearswater' bringing life to the self garden showed a really positive side to the lockdown. In some ways, nothing changed at all - we just put our attention on other things. <p dir="auto"><strong>Everything’s The Same Around Here <p dir="auto">everything's been the same around here<br /> just as changeable<br /> as it rains, so does get sunny<br /> then I started to shut my mouth<br /> and put on and take off my sweater as it goes.<br /> it has been a time of storms and earthquakes<br /> and now that the rain has stopped<br /> and the earth is no longer shaken<br /> I was able to pick up some things I'd forgotten outside<br /> and well<br /> we'll have to do our laundry again.<br /> the dog has been fine<br /> still with allergy<br /> she licks and licks and licks herself<br /> I imagine she heals and heals too<br /> she knows her stuff.<br /> we've had pizza morning, noon and night<br /> and we don't regret it at all.<br /> mangoes fall like thunders<br /> and the basil plant is more beautiful than ever<br /> and I don't know if it's because of the rainwater<br /> or because of the tearswater<br /> but even I feel myself blooming.<br /> and well<br /> I'm writing this to let you know<br /> how everything has been at home<br /> so you know and don't forget. <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><span><a href="/@mrgreen">@mrgreen's simple but lovely poem was a reminder at the time to focus on how precious the earth is. At the time, most flights had stopped and no one was moving about, so nature really got to shine. I really appreciated the poetry that focussed us on nature over the politics of the pandemic. <h3>Mother Earth <p dir="auto">She is home to us and future generations<br /> Her blanket shields us from burning<br /> Her blue quenches our thirsts<br /> Her green gives us life<br /> Her treasures provide everything to satisfy our needs<br /> Her love’s boundless.<br /> Mother Earth!<br /><span> “I love and will take care of Mother Earth, all the days of my life” <a href="/@mr-greens">@mr-greens <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><span><a href="/@laurabell">@laurabell's poetry felt like a reminder that even though we were all trapped in heightened energetics of online and offline spaces where we were super challenged by the virus, politics, lack of movement, media and everything that came along with it, we could choose to heal and transform instead. Crisis became an opportunity for growth. And poetry - artistic expression - becomes a way to find our way through the difficult times. <h6>How a Writer Heals: She’ll Lock You In Her Art <p dir="auto">This is not going to kill me<br /> It’s just energy in motion<br /> E-motion.<br /> Breathe.<br /> Let the energy emote.<br /> Let the e-motions come,<br /> And let them go.<br /> Breathe in.<br /> Express.<br /> Grow.<br /> Change.<br /> Learn.<br /> Repeat.<br /> Breathe out.<br /> Begin again.<br /> This is going to heal me, instead. <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><span>This poem by <a href="/@julescape">@julescape reads like a ballad or a song with it's delightful rhyming couplets and it's definitely a protest song. There's some gorgeous phrases that really capture an angry voice - the 'fake news that someone's trying to shill', the 'underwater nation locked behind our Gates Foundation', 'we don't buy this viral news'. Whatever you believe, the voices in protest of how the pandemic was handled - is still handled - are important to record. <h4>Protest Song <p dir="auto">Covid-19 2020<br /> say goodbye to times of plenty<br /> hello 2021<br /> recession’s only just begun<br /> Street protests break out and scatter<br /><br /><br /> lockdown of my liberty<br /> Wear a mask to hide your face<br /> now we know it’s a disgrace<br /> being outside is now taboo<br /><br /> Social distance keep away<br /> lockdown level three today<br /> when it lifts they’ll let us know<br /> endless house arrest my bro<br /> Stay home stay safe and wash our hands<br /> outside the coveyman still stands<br /> or so they say fake news today<br /> inflating figures all the way<br /> Hype that false flag up the pole<br /> bankrupt buried in a hole<br /> pile them up those dead and debts<br /> stocks up though so place your bets<br /> Print that fiat currency<br /> just don’t call it more QE<br /> rose by any other name<br /> still draws blood on thorns of shame<br /> Fake the reason for the crash<br /> covid’s why you’ve got no cash<br /> not quite true I hear you say<br /> collapse was coming anyway<br /> We don’t buy this viral news<br /> pandemic was a giant ruse<br /> hoax of this whole century<br /> while we wait to be let free<br /> Meanwhile back in our home town<br /> no deaths no cases of renown<br /> only some vague rumor mill<br /> fake news someone’s trying to shill<br /> All this lockdown misery<br /> engineered to herd the free<br /> vax us all and chip the lot<br /> in the land that time forgot<br /> No it’s not going back to norm<br /> that was way before the storm<br /> we’re the underwater nation<br /> locked behind our Gates Foundation<span> now we know that <a href="/trending/blacklivesmatter"> #blacklivesmatter<span> <a href="/trending/takeaknee"> #takeaknee but not on me<span> now we’re all the new <a href="/trending/metoo"> #metoo <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><span>I shyly include this poem of my own as it captures my anguish leaving the England that nurtured me in the early throes of the pandemic. The line 'We're all out foraging for antivirals - in sunlight, in greenery / Kneeling in the meadows asking for redemption ' reminds me of how hard we all turned to nature in our fear. I find it amusing I use a Shakepearean reference - 'the spring of our discontent' just as <a href="/@julescape">@julescape did in his 'Protest Song' with 'a rose by any other name' - the bard seems to be called upon to say what we need to, when we need to. <h3>Leaving England <p dir="auto">'Don't go far' - they said<br /> For we were leaving within the hour<br /> I walk briskly down past the old mill<br /> Across the bridge and along the stream<br /> My hands dissolve in the running water<br /> I have minutes, an hour - no matter<br /> Skin cells slough away and part of me is left<br /> Here, in the land that birthed my ancestors<br /> I think of the boy Arthur turned fish<br /> Learning the ways of the badger, the hawk<br /> Empathy comes easy when you are that<br /> Becoming the land, I am<br /> He, the fisher king , healer of the land<br /> Now it's the other way 'round<br /> We're all out foraging for antivirals - in sunlight, in greenery<br /> Kneeling in the meadows asking for redemption.<br /> I pick posies of feverfew and wood avens<br /> Dog rose 'twines round elder<br /> Purple fog nestles next to thistles, ox eye daisies<br /> Saplings of birch, blackthorn<br /> I stuff plantain in my pockets<br /> The wild garlic wilts yellow along the way<br /> I pluck seeds and put them in my mouth<br /> They, like the white blackthorn giving way to sloes<br /> Bookend this spring of our discontent.<br /> But here, by the water - how could anyone be anything but at peace?<br /> I lift my hands and sunshine trickles down my elbows<br /> Swooping back to the water, they stop mid flight<br /> A deer stands in the field beyond, and behind that the oak<br /> The blackbirds are stirring the leaves<br /> I follow the tadpoles and fishes downstream<br /> Into all the waterways of England<br /> Look - there is my heart caught on the roots of an ash<br /> my lungs swirling around wet stones<br /> my insides kissed by the branches of willow<br /> I cry all the way home.<br /> 'Did you go far?'<br /> 'Not far', I say, and pick up my bags. <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><span><a href="/@momogrow">@momogrow's poem captures the crumbling world that challenged all our beliefs and how the familiar was transformed by the pandemic and that it helped us see truths that we refused to see before. For many, it was truly a time for spiritual awakening. <h3>Awakening <p dir="auto">Contemplating, lamenting, ruminating,<br /> No-thing, no-one seems real anymore.<br /> The mundane glorified by nervous souls,<br /> Too much in the world - wanting to fit in - sameness. <p dir="auto">Frustration, confusion, disruption,<br /> Inner turmoil - summons an unveiling.<br /> It arrives - revealing, earth shattering, staggering,<br /> All familiars crumble, old paradigms erode - disintegrate. <p dir="auto">Upheaval, dissonance, chaos,<br /> Beliefs challenged - evaporates.<br /> Why? when? where? what? - a whirlwind of questions - emotions.<br /> Pushed, pulled, cajoled from disbelief and disillusionment to rebirth. <p dir="auto">Enthralling, life-changing, liberating,<br /> Broken but now broken through.<br /> The familiars look new, transformed.<br /> Masks and facades fall as illusion and deceit disappear. <p dir="auto">Uniquely, unashamedly, nakedly<br /> Standing there - observing without involvement - truth appears.<br /> Grace and love overtake - knowledge becomes knowing.<br /> There’s peaceful surrendering and awakening. <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><em>not disappear with the virus! His second poem, 'The World I Want' describes a land of milk and honey that we all longed for so much.<span><a href="/@olawalium">@olawalium's poem captures that depressed feeling at all the sorrow and hardship in the world and praying for 'sweet relief on earth'. Empathy did * <h4>Overthinker <p dir="auto">Is it right if I call myself an overthinker?<br /> Just because I worry about every little thing?<br /> I might not show it<br /> But sometimes I think I am depressed with the world<br /> At every little thing I see<br /> My thoughts wonder through deep valleys<br /> My soul climbs through high mountains<br /> To search for the reasons behind these incidents<br /> When it rains late at night<br /> I think about the child on the street<br /> Whose blanket is the sky<br /> And his bed is the earth<br /> When I eat a sumptuous meal<br /> I think about those who can't afford to eat like I do<br /> Those who would be happy and satisfied<br /> By the crumbs from off my table<br /> When I see people strive and fail<br /> Work hard and pray<br /> But yet all these do not pay<br /> Nor give them success in return<br /> I think of my future too<br /> Unable to see what lies ahead<br /> My heart breaks<br /> and I wonder what other would turn out to be in the future<br /> I guess I am an overthinker<br /> Who is always worried<br /> Feeling the weight of the world<br /> And praying for a sweet relief on earth <h3>The World I Want <p dir="auto">Take me to the kingdom<br /> Where joy descend from above<br /> Filling the world with delight<br /> And making our land flow with milk and honey<br /> Take me to the realm<br /> Where unending love overwhelms<br /> Where peace takes the lead<br /> And true love is expressed indeed<br /> Take me to the kingdom<br /> Where an essential thing is freedom<br /> Take me to the world<br /> Where every race is called blessed<br /> For this is the world I want<br /> The world I have seen of old<br /> The world we can recreate again<br /> Where bread is not stone and water is not thirsty <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png" alt="pngfind.com-text-divider-png-1620714.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/23tSKhq6HB2VepEf2xhaZNVUmYoXW2gvKAegBpYBQPuTBJ3EruxdH6WW8Y4z6L6h3Q52c.png 2x" /> <p dir="auto"><em><span><a href="/@wildfamily">@wildfamily's poem was also a beautiful poem of hope. It was a reminder that every one has the potential to create the world we want - 'your vibration plays a vital role in mapping the future for us all' <p dir="auto">Your heart carries seeds,<br /> Wrapped in everything they need to grow.<br /> The lies that you were fed about who you are,<br /> Your not-enoughness,<br /> Who you can become…<br /> Are only dust.<br /> Allow them to be blown away<br /> by the light of your expanding awareness.<br /> Your heart seeds need deep nourishment:<br /> The waters of your emotions to flow down and through unimpeded,<br /> The fire of your courage and voice to burn up ignorance,<br /> The loving reflection from trusted sisters, brothers, and the nonhuman world.<br /> Shake off the tendrils of doubt!<br /> Allow creativity to root inside your belly and deep into the soil of the Earth,<br /> So that your stem, buds, and petals can reach all the way up to the sky.<br /> Let the world see your colors, magnificent and uniquely you,<br /> So that the hummingbird and butterfly drink from the nectar of your being.<br /> Let your mind become a vessel for your soul’s fertile becoming,<br /> Your vibration plays a vital role in mapping the future for us all;<br /> Let your tending to the wilds within and around you create pathways to wholeness,<br /> So that you--and the ones to follow--always remember our direct connection to creation. <p dir="auto"><img src="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/243zp5U4AbzCSvazePQUczcDmaoBDekYqYsd9WwHSgyeNtBc5bFvKMMeSTZ24oiUYp6ZA.png" alt="image.png" srcset="https://images.hive.blog/768x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/243zp5U4AbzCSvazePQUczcDmaoBDekYqYsd9WwHSgyeNtBc5bFvKMMeSTZ24oiUYp6ZA.png 1x, https://images.hive.blog/1536x0/https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/riverflows/243zp5U4AbzCSvazePQUczcDmaoBDekYqYsd9WwHSgyeNtBc5bFvKMMeSTZ24oiUYp6ZA.png 2x" /> <hr /> <h3>The Pandemic Poetry Challenge <hr /> <p dir="auto">I'm going to keep this going for a couple of weeks as I know that poetry doesn't just arrive overnight - sometimes you have to sit with the muse a little. <p dir="auto">The challenge is to write a poem that captures the current state of yours - or the worlds - emotional life in response to COVID-19. It can be a poem of despair, of anger, of protest, or of sorrow - whatever you like. It can be political or personal. Like the poems above, it might only fleetingly refer to the pandemic and instead focus on what has arisen from it. I'm happy for you to share a reworking of an old poem in a new post so long as you write a couple of paragraphs to show your thinking and add something new. What edits did you make and why? What were you responding to or thinking at the time? What was the poem in response to? <p dir="auto"><span>Of course, you do NOT have to rhyme. You don't even have to be an expert poet. You might even choose to do it as a song! 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