Kendal is famous for cake
but not the sort that you bake
It’s perfect for climbers
and walkers and rhymers
and helps to keep them awake
Category: Poetry
Lundi limerick #62
Limericks are normally light hearted, mildly humorous, often tongue in cheek, and slightly risqué. This one is not any of those. For whatever reason, this came to mind and it makes me rather sad. I shall not analyse, or explain, any more than that!
Jenny from Jarrow was sad
she’d argued with Mum and with Dad
She’d never felt right
and had told them in fright
that she desperately felt like a lad
Rapid rhyme #18
My cousin Kevin worked at Kew
he kept the kale well clipped
He couldn’t cut too closely though
in case his clippers slipped
He used a cutlass on the grass
as sharp as sharp could be
A fact that he regretted much
as he sliced right through his knee
Regardless, Kevin hopped around
but fell and banged his head
He rolled across the grass and then
he rolled into the bed
Alas poor Kevin is no more
succumbed to cuts too many
And if you want another verse
Well tough, there are not any!
Rapid Rhyme #17
I’m sure I’m never certain
I’m certain I’m unsure
and when I think about it
I have to think some more
I nearly made my mind up
I’ll have to think again
But really I am certain
It’s just I don’t know when!
Inspired by this marvellous thought from Colleen.
Lundi limerick #61
Sidney from Ilfracombe
crept quietly into her room
He wanted to dance
with the lady from France
who wore in her hair a red plume
(For those outside UK Ilfracombe is pronounced ILFRACOOM)
Lundi limerick #60
Horatio hailed from Hull
the guy was incredibly dull
He polished his nose
and painted his toes
and now his diary is full!
Lundi limerick #59
Serendipitous Sally from Gwent
knew not what the word really meant
She thought she was lucky
and really quite plucky
but that is as far as it went
Handy hint
serendipity. If you find good things without looking for them, serendipity — unexpected good luck — has brought them to you. Serendipity does not come from Latin or Greek, but rather was created by a British nobleman in the mid 1700s from an ancient Persian fairy tale.
Lundi limerick #58
There once was a man went to Filey
he was really incredibly smiley
He suffered a scare
when attacked by a bear
now he’s anxious and acts very shyly
Anatomy of Longing
I’ve just started to follow Tom, and have read only 2 of his poems so far.
If this one is typical of his talent then I am really going to enjoy his words, and his voice. He has tremendous expression and, I’m sure, he is going to gain a tremendous following.
Listen to “Anatomy of Longing” and then try “Ellipsis”. I’m sure you will love them!
Cutting to the heart of all this longing
is it the vicious tongue you wag at me
or the perpetual mystery hanging from your actions
the contradictions of your possible state of mind
I see the hurt, I feel the pain you carry
and sense your urge to be desired by men
the flirt of all you do rings loudly before you
and against my better judgement
I can’t help but come swimming back to your shores
With every scar you try to inflict
or accidentally leave on my skin
I drift away for a moment only
then find myself battling the waves
I can’t help but come swimming back to your shores
I know you didn’t ask for this
I know you didn’t choose me or this adventure
and yet I brought it to you anyway
and you didn’t quite turn me away
And you’re cute, there’s no denying
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Lundi limerick #57
There was a young lady from Ealing
who hung upside down from the ceiling
She dressed really random
whilst riding a tandem
singing opera with consummate feeling
