Five line poems rhyming AABBA with an anapestic meter.
In the Fall life will fall, but will spring
Back with Spring at its back. Love will bring
Winter’s cold, winter’s song,
Winter’s cold caught too long,
A warm heart to the heart of the thing.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 42: Homonyms.
Photo: “Shell and Sand” by Frank Hubeny
What you’ll need is a rather large pot
Since the mass of a monster’s a lot.
Drop some veggies in, too,
As you stir this fine stew.
When it’s done, it will taste good–or not.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 41: Taste.
But for fear I appeared to be brave.
Being dumb made me harder to save.
When those monsters ate lunch
Even bones had to crunch
But at least I did not need a grave.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 40: Fears.
I
Trying to explain why the damsel got caught by the dragon
Most dragons like sitting on gold
While the knight wants a damsel to hold,
But the damsel prefers
Those knights richer than hers
Or that dragon both well-off and old.
II
The problem with dragon gold is both knights and damsels want it
A dragon sits deep in his cave.
He has gold since he knows how to save.
There’s a damsel distressed
By her shiny knight pest
Sneaking in since gold makes fools brave.
III
The dragon has sold all his gold
The dragon said, “Gold’s gonna drop.”
So he sold when gold hit a new top
And the damsel moaned, “Why?”
You could hear the knight cry,
But those bulls couldn’t make that bear stop.
Posted for ‘s Meeting the bar as a cubist poet at dVerse.
Change that is rhythmically sound
Reminds us that time runs around
Like a seasonal wheel.
Endless cycles conceal
What is firm giving thanks for the ground.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 39: Seasons.
Splashing water hangs tightly in drops
Running wildly until splashing stops.
Run and know that this now
Is entangled somehow
With more joy when the pain smiles and pops.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 38 based on the photo above by Dominik Martin at unsplash.com.
While the fairy was growing her tail
And the ogre was drooling a wail
There’s that troll up on top
Of the dragon. We stop
To enjoy all that’s solid yet frail.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 36: Fairytale.
No dragon could trust his household
Was safe from a damsel so bold,
From a knight far too bright,
Over-itching to fight,
So he moved and removed all his gold.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 35: Trust.
The sky is as blue as it’s sweet
And the birds up above love to tweet
And the grass is as green
As this limerick’s clean
Bathed in sky from its head to its feet.
Photo by Frank Hubeny, “A Flow of Green Hearts”
A dragon deserves a dark friend
But that damsel is on the light end
And her knight loves to fight
Not for wrong but for right.
There’s his gold, dark, and he can pretend.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 31: Friendship.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 