Today’s Cloudburst offering is a bit of an adaptation on the meter, but, yes, it’s a limerick. Just the right size for the fast pace we’re in these days in our American wanderings and out of our routine. Continue reading
Limerick: Young man from old Surrey
This rhyme scheme has most likely been used somewhere before (haven’t they all?), but unless I’m channeling some poet long dead, this one is original with me. Continue reading
The blogger am I
(Limerick below the cartoon.)
by J. Randal Matheny © 2011
The blogger am I, busy blogging,
Most certainly up the net clogging,
Bent over my ‘puter,
This bad web polluter,
The wife says I should be out jogging.
Limerick: Poor John
by J. Randal Matheny © 2011
Poor John is a husband so bitter,
He married the best of the litter,
At least, so he thought,
‘Til she nagged him for naught,
So now on the roof he’s a sitter.
Can you find the Bible verse this limerick is based on?
Limerick: There, Their, and They’re
by J. Randal Matheny © 2011
A friend sent me a limerick today on “Homophones,” and he inspired me to bop out this one.
It’s all the same difference to me,
It’s easy to say what we see.
But to write what we say,
I might cry foul play,
My spell checker passes all three!
Limerick: Bin Laden
by J. Randal Matheny © 2011
Sometimes, the combination of a serious theme with a frivolous format provides a study in contrast.
It’s late, but bin Laden is dead,
He now faces judgment ahead,
The Christian is torn,
If he ought to mourn,
Or if he should party instead.
Limerick: Young Sam
by J. Randal Matheny © 2011
A friend, motivated by my poem a day during Poetry Month, decided to do a limerick a day during May. More power to him! He’s sharing them with a few of us, but I don’t think he’s putting this online. If he does, I’ll link to it. But his limericks inspired me to do a few. Here’s one of them.
Young Sam thought it good to be witty,
He wrote with a twist and a ditty,
So bad was his wit,
That his mom bid him quit,
And everyone cried, “He’s a pity!”
April 25 Poem: The New York Limerick
by J. Randal Matheny © 2011
There once was a man from New York,
Who ate all his meals with a fork,
He spilled soup and stew, made a mess of fondue,
And today only eats deboned pork.
April 4 Poem: Eden’s Zoo Limerick
My granddaughter’s name is Eden. She went to the zoo on Saturday. So here’s my poem of the day for her. That’s her pic below, taken at the zoo.
EDEN’S ZOO LIMERICK
by J. Randal Matheny © 2011
My granddaughter went to the zoo,
For hippos, giraffe, kangaroo;
She growled at the bears, caught the lion unawares,
But never saw Winnie the Pooh.
Limerick: Jacko
A limerick is a light-hearted verse, often with sarcasm, criticism or a bit of a kick. This one on Michael Jackson is no different.