Photography – Poetry, Short Prose and Walking

February 2026 Limericks

All of these limericks were originally posted to either Esther Chilton’s Laughing Along With A Limerick or her Writing Prompts or derived from those posts during the month of February 2026.

Crazy Or Calm

“Are you crazy?” Not yet. I’m just calm
like a rash that is itching for balm
like a thought I won’t think
like a word with a wink
like a heart beating true in your palm.

Prompt word: “calm” February 2, 2026

Flying

“I am flying. I’m trying. OK?”
said the bird to his mama one day.
Then she jumped in the nest.
Pushed the chick out. The rest
is now history. He’s flying. OK?

Prompt word: “flying” February 4, 2026

There are birds, many birds, in the air. They fly calmly. They all are aware

Poisoned Apple

There once was a queen who thought she
was the loveliest queen that could be
till Snow White came along.
Though that apple was wrong,
the queen’s gone, right or wrong, thankfully.

Prompt word: “apple” February 9, 2026

Talking While Driving Is Driving Me Nuts

I could drive, but I’d much rather walk.
I could fly, if I could, like a hawk.
Since I know that a lie
makes a mess, I will try
not to lie, but beware when I talk.

Prompt word: “drive” February 11, 2026 (modified)

of the waters below waving on to and fro.

Deep Thoughts On Dim Light

The dim light wasn’t bright as was right.
Were it bright I would dim it at night,
but it’s day, as we say
when dark night goes away,
when the sun that’s not dim is quite bright.

Prompt word: “dim” February 16, 2026

Unrighteous Memories

Those odd memories refuse to stop
like a judge seeking justice on top
of your case every day.
All your lawyer need say,
He’s now righteous. So, let the case drop.

Prompt word: “memories” February 18, 2026

They can fly, swim or land. They don’t care.

The Worry Wart Time Machine

All my worries are worrying fast.
They have cast into now what was past,
but today is today
and the past’s gone away
so this worrisome present can’t last.

Prompt word: “cast” February 23, 2026 (slightly modified)

Lacking A Taste For Mushy Stuff

So I told him it’s better to write
a love poem than whine through the night.
But his taste wasn’t for
all that mushy stuff or
he got wrong what he wouldn’t get right.

Prompt word: “taste” February 25, 2026

Proverbial Fairy Tales: Wolf! Wolf! – The Protested Barbecue

Once upon a time when big bad was being barbecued Save The Wolf Foundation organized a massive protest. Almost ten people showed up each flashing a sign for cameras to catch. They screamed, yelled and whined. Then they stood in line to get some of that yummy wolf barbecue.

Save The Wolf had often been diagnosed as “terminally miserable”. Today their taste buds protested by deciding to live happily ever after.

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Denise offers “sign” as the word to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Cosmic Photo Challenge: What’s Flowering Where You Are

Dale offers the prompt “what’s flowering where you are” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.

I did find an unusual white blossom recently. The first two photos show it.

The last photo is of a palm tree that I have not seen flowering, but I like the shape of the leaves.

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I don’t know what this tree is, but it was blooming recently

This isn’t flowering, but it is growing where I am now

1 Timothy 6:9-10

Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday.

*Badge by Laura @ riddlefromthemiddle.com*

Proverbial Fairy Tales: Wolf! Wolf! Hungry Again

Once upon a time there was a big bad wolf who liked to eat. Big bad ate this and big bad ate that. Once big bad ate a lad who cried “Wolf! Wolf!” even when big bad was minding its own business.

Eventually, like always, big bad got hungry again and wondered what might be on the menu besides the garbage he’s been eating on the ground.

It’s surprising, but true, that ordinary town folk do smarten up given enough time and motivation and this time when big bad returned they decided to give it a taste of its own medicine by trapping it and – gulp – eating it in spite of protests organized by Save The Wolf Foundation.

When the town folk did as they planned to do and big bad got his just deserts, they all lived happily ever after except for the protestors who would have been unhappy no matter what happened, but that’s another tale I probably won’t bother to tell, although I just might.

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Denise offers “ground” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

In case anyone is wondering, as I was, there is no actual Save The Wolf Foundation. I searched for one and AI told me to stop wasting my time: The search results do not contain specific information about an organization named “Save The Wolf Foundation”.

Cosmic Photo Challenge: After The Rain

Dale offers the prompt “after the rain” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.

We could probably use some rain where we are. There is usually sun in the sky.

The first photo is evidence that there is something called rain. The last two are a recent sunset with clouds, but no rain.

This would better fit a “during the rain” prompt

A sunset with just enough clouds to make it interesting

I Peter 5:8

Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday.

Proverbial Fairy Tales: Wolf! Wolf!

Once upon a time there was a lad who noticed how highly the town folk honored those who warned the town of the big bad wolf. Wanting some of that honor for himself, he cried, “Wolf! Wolf!”, even though there was no wolf to be seen.

He did get the desired attention and admiration and so the next day and the next and the next, he did it again and again and again. After the tenth day of this even gullible folk could read the mark on the lad’s forehead saying, Don’t believe anything this kid has to say.

One day the real big bad wolf reappeared and the lad cried, “Wolf! Wolf!” None of the town folk came to chase the wolf away, figuring it was imaginary, and everyone, except for the lad who became the main course of the wolf’s dinner, lived happily ever after – that is, until the wolf got hungry again, but that’s another tale.

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Denise offers the prompt word “mark” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.