Limerick
Ride Them Fast
There once was a horse, quite brash, Who loved to strut with flair and flash. With a kick and a snort, He’d cause quite the sort, Leaving riders to laugh in a clash. In fields where the daisies would sway, He'd gallop around for the play. But his stubborn old heart, Would often depart, When asked for a trot on the way. With his mane like a wild golden crown, He'd prance with pride all over town. But alas! What’s the cost? To be deemed just an ass? As he strutted around wearing frown.
By Forest Green5 days ago in Poets
It's MY Month!
If I invite you to share October Don't you go and show up clean and sober! Halloween - my birthday too? Whatcha' think we're gonna do? Come in, lock the door, and let's disrobe 'er! Yeah, it's just a limerick, but October should be about fun! Thanks for reading! For the Vocal October Challlenge. Sumbit your entry here:
By Dana Crandell9 days ago in Poets
All the Sweet Things
Here I am with yet another wonderful limerick about my favorite month of the year: October. Please enjoy! 🍂🎃☕ Can you feel it? The crisp breeze in the air? Crunchy leaves that I stomp upon without a care? Warm sweaters and hot apple cider by the mug, But you know what wraps me in a big, comfy hug? Mountains of candy, with plenty to share! 🍂🎃☕ I drool thinking the succulent treats crinkling in the shopping bag. Kit-Kats, Snickers, Peppermint Patties, and Reese's Pumpkins are what I like to snag. Might grab a few bags of Lindt Maple Cremes, Finding popcorn balls is harder than it seems, And no, I don't worry about the price tag! 🍂🎃☕ But you know what's really sweet? Something that truly can't be beat? Giving away my bountiful feast, Sharing with those I hate least, And now, my fall fantasy is complete! 🍂🎃☕
By Rain Dayze15 days ago in Poets
Black Cat Blasphemy
The following poem serves as a writing prompt for RMS's challenge, which I will list below. Please enjoy! 🐈⬛🐈⬛🐈⬛ Back in the day, we were worshipped as gods among men! Fast forward to the 13th century, and what then? We're Satanic and evil; bad luck to be crossed Treating us like garbage that should be tossed! Why can't people love black cats again? 🐈⬛🐈⬛🐈⬛ We're witches familiars? That's news to me! All I wanted was to be wild and free! Now look at my kind, Domesticated out of our mind, While humans take pictures for all to see. 🐈⬛🐈⬛🐈⬛ Am I evil? No, I'm a lover. The worst thing I'll do is tear up your cover! Or maybe hunt a mouse, Bring it into the house, Showing off my pride as a hunter, while my mommy finds a last-minute glover! 🐈⬛🐈⬛🐈⬛
By Rain Dayze19 days ago in Poets
My First Race
I was fast long before I was born Then resented for tooting my horn With my strong swishing leg I was first at the egg All the other sperm bathed me in scorn When reflecting on what I had done How by crushing my rivals was fun Yet here decades later No longer a hater I’ve been wishing another sperm won
By Earl W. Pearl24 days ago in Poets
My Little Win
Just saw the challenge winners' list: https://vocal.media/resources/twenty-four-hours-challenge-winners And I was pleased to see my piece on there too! If you want to check it out: https://vocal.media/wander/oklahoma-city-in-24-hours I got a little inspired to write this poem. Enjoy!
By Rain Dayze27 days ago in Poets
