Spring Poems in the Midst of Coronavirus

My sweet friends, 

It’s so hard to believe that spring arrives in the midst of such difficult, turbulent times. The global pandemic of the novel coronavirus has been with us for awhile now and is currently affecting every aspect of our daily lives, from our immediate families, work, and shopping, to our communities, libraries, hospitals, and news feeds.

These are truly extraordinarily difficult times full of unexpected twists and turns.

May this collection of verses and poems for spring and hope nourish your family and lighten your days. 

Be well, be strong, be patient, my friends…

Although the world outside our doors may come to a grinding halt, the living of daily life will continue. And the turning of the Earth will not stop. 

How will your children look back on these times?

When they are old enough to comprehend what they have lived through, will they remember that Mama and Daddy carried on with acceptance, reassurance, a warm smile, and the required amount of caution?

Spring is coming…

In the spirit of carrying on and the sureness that the seasons will turn and this troubled and worrying time will pass, I offer you these poems to nourish your families, lighten your days, and acknowledge that hope springs eternal. 

Whether you are trying to carry on with as much of a semblance of a normal homeschooling year, or you suddenly find yourself at home with your children for the time being, poetry can be a simple way to ground and connect you. 

If your mind is in a muddle and you struggle with being intentional during stressful times, copy one of these poems on a note card to have ready.

A candle, a poem, and a story or picture book can provide the foundation for a nourishing, soothing daily rhythm.

A poem for your personal practice of Inner Work:

The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives might be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief.  I come into the presence  of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
(Wendell Berry)

A poem for the early elementary child:

A little bit of blowing
A little bit of snow
A little bit of growing
And crocuses will show.
On every twig that’s lonely
A new green leaf will spring
On every patient tree-top
A bird will stop and sing.
(Anonymous)

A poem for tossing a beanbag:

Winds Of March
Winds of March, we welcome you,
There is work for you to do.
Work and play and blow all day,
Blow the winter cold away.
(www.CanTeach.ca)

A poem for the upper elementary child:

What the Robin Told
The wind
told the grasses,
And the grasses
told the trees.
The trees
told the bushes,
And the bushes
told the bees.
The bees
told the robin,
And the robin
sang out clear:
Wake up!
Wake up!
Spring is here!
(www.CanTeach.ca)

A poem for the middle or high school student:

April Rain Song 
Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.
(Langston Hughes)

 

 

If illness or hardship have touched your family, my love and prayers go out to you.

If there is anything I can do to support you, please reach out to me.

May you be well.
May you be safe.
May you be happy.
May you be peaceful and at ease.