The teetotaler downed a few beers He’d swill and he’d scull and he’d cheer I walked over, bemused And, oh so confused Said; Reverend, what are you doing here? NB: see https://sensualism.me/2019/08/11/the-limerick/ by way of explanation
Category: Writing
Limerick IV
A boy and a girl sat on the bench by the waterOne said to the other I oughttaLet you know how I feelYou look like a sealThe retort came; you must be the whale that caught her
Limerick III
There was an old man from DulwareyHis wife thought him to be very hairyShe went to give him a kissBut said; I’ll give it a missThat hair on your face makes you look bloody scary
Limerick II
One day I saw kangaroosHopping and jumping at youI punched one in the gutsAnd then in the nutsAnd that ended a stoush and a blue
Limerick I
I once knew a young man named Stuartwho remembered a moment to rue ithe loved money so muchthat in one ruddy blushhe bet it all on a horse and he blew it
Haiku poetry XV
The storm-bird coosThe fruit tree smiles – Summer rain brings tears
Haiku poetry XIV
The sun dancedThe water playedA bud became a flower
The waiting room
The waiting room with patients – and patient understanding Looking down the phone rings loud destroying sounds of silence The baby cries the mother meets demands and tempered toils The doctor calls the chair departs opinion turns to spoils Unknowingly the reason why she sits in care-free room Her arm […]
Haiku poetry XII
Crevicesand chasms – the rocky mountain weeps
Haiku poetry XI
Waterfall – Cascading From the mountain in my mind
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