The Disorienting Express
For Mother Combs' Limerick Challenge
The runaway train in my brain
Threatens to drive me insane.
To divert its mad rush
These keys I must crush
Until only the echoes remain.
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I thought I was done for the day, then I realized I'd dropped the perfect first line for another one in my Author's Note for the last entry I wrote for Mother Combs' Limerick Challenge. I'm done now. I hope.
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Dana Crandell
Dad, Stedpad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist and Tech/Internet nerd. Content writer by trade. Vocal Creator by choice.
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Comments (10)
Oooohhhh– such a great one!
Wonderful job.
This is such a striking piece. Wonderful work!
Noooo I hope you're not done! I love reading your limericks!
The only thing worse that a flood through the brain is a brain freeze. (Okay, there are probably plenty of other things worse, but still....)
Wonderful! Fantastic, Dana!! I bet you have a few more Limericks in you.
I'm loving these!
This is surprisingly deep for a limerick. Well done, Dana.
That last line was surprisingly deep! Very well done on this one Dana!
I'm anticipating some kind of dreamscape stream of consciousness limericks in the wee hours.