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.
Tag: Limerick Poetry Challenge
Running in the Rain
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.
Everything Has Already Turned Out Right
When it’s dark is when stars can be bright.
I reflect on the skylights of night
And the shine of the day
Alternating. A play
That won’t end till it all turns out right.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 37: Dark.
At Least We Have Our Fairy Tales
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.
The Dragon Trusts They’ll Take Care of the Cave
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.
Why the Dragon Lives Alone
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.
Any Extreme Is Delightful
Coffee I’d drink hot or cold.
My life I’ve enjoyed young or old
And that wonderful air!
It feels good every where
Whether timid or a tad bit too bold.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 30: Antonyms.
Running Off to My Time Machine
Going backward in time could be fun
But the past seems too old. It is done.
And that future caress
Will not feel any less
If I wait patiently and don’t run.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 29: Time Travel.
Glad He Liked It
Some humor shines best when it’s sunny.
Others want rain thick and runny.
We’re soaked when the skies
Shed big tears through God’s eyes
From His laughter. He thought we were funny.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 28: Rain.
The Worm as Existential Dilemma
While a worm writhes in pain on a hook
There are fish who’ll stop by for a look
And then one of them may
Choose to go all the way:
Free the worm and get sent to the cook.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 25: Humor.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 