Showing posts with label limerick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label limerick. Show all posts
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Dangle, Labor, Neatly
He dangled against a dull sky,
Sprawled neatly, as light as a sigh--
Such ardent achieving
Laborious weaving,
for the catching of one careless fly
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
They said, "It's too dainty a tune
to be played on a contrabassoon."
But the thought tantalized him,
And so he surprised them
With a haunting rendition of bass Clair de Lune.
Dainty; adjective: Delicate and pretty or choice, delicious and tasty; noun: something delicious, especially a small piece of food.
Haunting; adjective: Evoking strong emotion, especially a sense of sadness, that persists for a long time.
Tantalize; transitive verb: To tease or torment people by letting them see, but not have, something they desire; to cause one to be tantalized.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Deeds of Daring Don't
Inside I'm a dreamer, it's true
But the dreams that I dream, I don't do
Lost caverns are deep
High mountains are steep
Those conquests I've left up to you*
*The impracticality of the project is always the essence of my argument.

But the dreams that I dream, I don't do
Lost caverns are deep
High mountains are steep
Those conquests I've left up to you*
*The impracticality of the project is always the essence of my argument.

ABC Wednesday Prompt was D and
Our Three Word Wednesday Prompt was:
Dare; verb: Have the courage to do something or defy or challenge (someone) to do something.
Essence; noun: The intrinsic nature or indispensable quality of something, especially something abstract, which determines its character.
Practical; adjective: Of or concerned with the actual doing or use of something rather than with theory and ideas.
Labels:
Caverns,
daring,
Deeds,
limerick,
Three Word Wednesday
Monday, February 7, 2011
"A man who reported the news…"
Said a man who reported the news:
Spin it left? Spin it right? Must I choose?
If I stick with the facts,
Will they give me the axe
For a colorless lack of political hues?

Mad Kane's Limerick Prompt was: A man who reported the news.
Spin it left? Spin it right? Must I choose?
If I stick with the facts,
Will they give me the axe
For a colorless lack of political hues?

Mad Kane's Limerick Prompt was: A man who reported the news.
Labels:
limerick,
news reporting,
political spin,
unbiased reporting
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Slang Three-Word-Wednesday
She needed a place to sit
But no one would scooch down a bit
Since her temper was janky
She became rather cranky
And tossed a conniption fit.

conniption: noun: a bad tantrum. One has a conniption or conniption fit.
janky: adjective: broken or functioning poorly or improperly; messed up.
scooch: verb: to move over, or to scoot.
But no one would scooch down a bit
Since her temper was janky
She became rather cranky
And tossed a conniption fit.

conniption: noun: a bad tantrum. One has a conniption or conniption fit.
janky: adjective: broken or functioning poorly or improperly; messed up.
scooch: verb: to move over, or to scoot.
Labels:
Conniption,
Janky,
limerick,
scooch,
Slang,
Three Word Wednesday
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Mount Huashan Hiking Trail
The scenario quickly turned dark,
And his chance of survival was stark
But he only would say,
Concerning that day,
"Well, it wasn't a walk in the park!"
Mount Huashan Hiking Trail
And his chance of survival was stark
But he only would say,
Concerning that day,
"Well, it wasn't a walk in the park!"
Mount Huashan Hiking Trail
Monday, September 27, 2010
Limerick--The Obscure Woman
A woman who yearned for great fame
Had a long, unpronounceable name.
When asked, Are you mad?
She said, Not at my dad,
It's really my mother I blame.
He wanted to christen me Jane.
She said, Oh my dear, that's too plain
Let's call her Ophelia,
Lorraine, or Amelia
or Opheliaamelialorraine!
I could change it to Jean or Marie
And be famous in no time, said she,
But I'd come back to town
As a woman of renown
And no one would know it was me!
Had a long, unpronounceable name.
When asked, Are you mad?
She said, Not at my dad,
It's really my mother I blame.
He wanted to christen me Jane.
She said, Oh my dear, that's too plain
Let's call her Ophelia,
Lorraine, or Amelia
or Opheliaamelialorraine!
I could change it to Jean or Marie
And be famous in no time, said she,
But I'd come back to town
As a woman of renown
And no one would know it was me!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
The Suit Limerick

A man who owned only one suit
Wore it proudly and said, What a hoot!
It's as comfy as can be
And I got it for free
For stealing a bank full of loot.
When asked what he thought of the style
He answered, Well after a while,
the stripes get annoying,
And the odor is cloying
But complaining would just be futile.
First line prompt #3
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Caffeine Limerick

Every now and then I like to respond to one of Mad Kane's Limerick Prompts. Her latest challenge is giving a first line and asking readers to finish it. This week it was: "There's a fellow who loves his caffeine..."
Here's my entry.
There's a fellow who loves his caffeine
And his handy espresso machine
He blames, with conviction,
His mother's addiction
And claims he's inherited the gene.
I found this great picture to illustrate it, a machine worthy of a coffee addict's love.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Generate, Meager, Tease
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Occur, Tidy, Ragged
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