Showing posts with label limerick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label limerick. Show all posts
Sunday, October 9, 2011
The King Who Was Bullied
A man who was highly esteemed
hailed by all the almighty king
was knocked down to size
bullied by tough guys
and now he's a small figurine.
@laurie kolp
Picture prompt inspiration: Magpie Tales
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Chocolate Comforts Stressed-Out Monkey
I am pleased to announce that my limerick Chocolate Bites is posted on Poetry24, a site run by Martin Hodges and Clare Kirwan where news is the muse.
Included with the poem is a link to the news article that prompted me. I'll give you a hint: wildfires, monkeys, candy bars.
Please check it out and if you have time, a comment would be greatly appreciated.
@laurie kolp
Included with the poem is a link to the news article that prompted me. I'll give you a hint: wildfires, monkeys, candy bars.
Please check it out and if you have time, a comment would be greatly appreciated.
@laurie kolp
Sunday, July 31, 2011
The Standing Ovation Realization
A love-smitten guy was irate
when the gal refused him a date.
So he put on a mask,
dressed the part for the task;
she stood up and clapped with her mate.
@laurie kolp
Prompt inspirations: Sunday Scribblings (standing ovation), Mad Kane's Limerick-Off
when the gal refused him a date.
So he put on a mask,
dressed the part for the task;
she stood up and clapped with her mate.
@laurie kolp
Prompt inspirations: Sunday Scribblings (standing ovation), Mad Kane's Limerick-Off
Thursday, July 28, 2011
A Relic's Kick
A letter was found in a trunk
All yellowed and sprayed by a skunk
The stench was so bad
Overpowered the sad
Archaic lost lover's debunk
@laurie kolp
Prompt Inspiration: Theme Thursday
Friday, May 27, 2011
Cloudy with a Chance of Mackenzie
Mackenzie thought she was a cloud
Sometimes fluffy or wispy or loud.
She’d flit through the house,
Roaring words she’d douse--
Like weather uncertain, but proud.
@laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: Theme Thursday
Sometimes fluffy or wispy or loud.
She’d flit through the house,
Roaring words she’d douse--
Like weather uncertain, but proud.
@laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: Theme Thursday
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