(2015)
Very Ist Limerick
On a mighty steed dressed for batt… Rode the Knight of a Thousand Ey… In a silver suite of armor fashion… From the lightning bolts within th… Then from the night came the Shad…
Times were those that I wiggled m… in the togetherness sands of a you… and I made my pitch that made me t… trying to form a more perfect rhym… But there was a riddle, deep in th…
To see the skies of tomorrow’s lig… Far beyond this sunset’s yearning Would turn the tides for sake of s… Setting the sail and mast to burni… Never you meant to see tomorrow
Wind-chimes dancing in the breezes Composing tunes to the many gusts… I would like it to be, But really, I cannot see That this winter is going to be my…
The breezes carried the scent of h… To the nose, to the nostrils, of t… And she bounded for the trees, wit… Right past the cows and the sway-b… She dined with them, daily, near t…
Billy Snide took the evening tide To the land of New Beginnings He took his heart, he took his dog… And he took his Lottery winnings. It wasn’t far past his former haun…
“Blackbird, Blackbird, what’s the… “Caw, Caw,” was all he said Then he flew upon my head. “Blackbird, Blackbird, go away For on my head tis no place to pla…
Cast those souls to seas of slumbe… Just past the gates of vacuity, So they may sail a clipper, swift, Beyond horizons to nullity. Nullity holds no love or hate,
The Banshee wailed as I said to the sea “One more sunrise before I die” JE Falcon
So slow the clouds pass us by Wandering leisurely across the sky Such illustrious billows Like those satin pillows Upon which— lovers lie.
Fiddle A. Dee, the hopping flea Hopped right onto the dog. The dog scratched here, The dog scratched there, Then the flea hopped on a Hog.
Too long the staircase circles Up and down the tower wall. The candles flicker against the st… As the servant shuffles through th… The climb is suited to a youthful…
The whirlwind drifts across the snow like a dancer Stirring up confusion as it twirls The children chase along
The Sky’s in blistered phases From a sunset’s dying light As the ocean mocks the shadows of Some passing gulls in flight. The wind drifts deep, as melting l…
The sunset glows And I wiggle my toes In the clover of this meadow, This spring has dawned On this fragrant lawn