Not really a humourous Limerick, this one is quite melancholy, reflecting my back pain over these last few weeks …
Ukraine is in Pain (a Limerick) There was an old poet in pain Who had been struck down by hard rain He felt thorns in his back Like a missile attack Misguided shrapnel from Ukraine
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
This week’s challenge on Weekly Prompts is:Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> MISSING. Here .. and my Limerick below is in response to the prompt ‘Missing’
Who Has The Foggiest? (a Limerick) I cannot see the morning moon There’s no sunshine in my breakfast spoon The heaviest of fogs falls I cannot hear the birds’ calls Has our world condemned nature’s tune?
Ivor Steven © May 2022
On Tuesday 12th, it was ‘World Limerick Day’, and to celebrate the day I wrote this Limerick….. I do enjoy writing Limericks, but I don’t usually post them on my site, so while I’m taking a rest from serious writings/poems, I thought I’d present this one today.
I’m Just A Boy
There was a boy from Geelong
Who usually wore shorts and thongs
Winter fell from the hills
His ankles felt the chill
So woolly socks and beanie he did don
Ivor Steven (c) May 2020