Today's poet

[noel]

Welcome to this thread

Hello Noel, welcome to the thread....there have been lots of haiku floating around here for a while, i am not someone who follows the rules re haiku myself....

Thank you for your generosity
I was driven here by curiosity
I'll warn you if I can
That my limericks don't always scan
And my rhyming borders on spuriosity

[Old Whippet]

I'll print you a little certificate if you like!

OK Hes and Harry. You asked for it.

What makes an American dog tick?
For a start, not a limerick.
But he'll be happy all day
If allowed to play
With the Devil's walking stick.


bit like a fell race this.....I was there at the start, but finished after the prize giving!

And Hes - what are you doing here? It's before midnight!

[noel]

On the subject of Limericks, here's my favourite, by Spike Miligan. This may have already been posted - I can't be bothered trawling through the thousands of posts. It goes something like (apologies for inaccuracies):

There was a young man from Siberia
Who as a father was rather inferior
A quick operation
Resolved the situation
And now she's a Mother Superior


Genius

[Hes]

OK Hes and Harry. You asked for it.

What makes an American dog tick?
For a start, not a limerick.
But he'll be happy all day
If allowed to play
With the Devil's walking stick.


bit like a fell race this.....I was there at the start, but finished after the prize giving!

And Hes - what are you doing here? It's before midnight!

Love it OW and the comment afterwards. I've been teaching a lot lately but I am back to 'working' at home today, thus a fair amount of procrastination and I may have to bury my laptop in the compost heap in order to resist the temptation to keep logging in here.

[Harry H Howgill]

Butterfly skin
Quivers with a moistening breath
Glistening wings sigh

[Hes]

Butterfly skin
Quivers with a moistening breath
Glistening wings sigh

....wow! Beautiful HHH.

[Hes]

Thank you for your generosity
I was driven here by curiosity
I'll warn you if I can
That my limericks don't always scan
And my rhyming borders on spuriosity

Really looking forward to more of your spuriosity...welcome to the world of poetic mavericks!

[XRunner]

Running


by Jennifer Rivera Sanchez


Running is in your blood
every time things come about
your ready to go silent not one shout
cry a little and than all gone
running is in your blood
you feel it makes you stronger
it labels you much more as a coward
never face up to what's right
never put up a fight
not for the things you love
nor the things you believe
enough is enough
when will your legs stop racing
so fast there's no tracing
so much hearts love for you
all you do is make them blue
not admitting your scared
starting over is easier
until the day you seek your truth
running will always be a part of you
and every time you find that one
your running has just begun

I am uncertain about the lack of punctuation...is it good for this poem?

[Boy Wonder]

I strolled round woods near Limerick
Through swathes of Devil's Walking Stick
I thought it was fun
Til I found on my bum
A large 'merican Dog Tick

As near as I'm going to get I think!

Awesome... challenge accepted and mastered... chapeau - as they say in France!

[freckle]

At first I didn't understand this poem, then I re read it and now I find it very moving...i think it highlights that as wonderful as running is emotionally, spritually and physically it can also sometimes represent an avoidance of something very painful, something difficult to bear emotionally (perhaps i overanalyse?)...at least that was my interpretation...now that you point it out i did find the punctation a little distracting...

thankyou x runner for posting such a thought provoking poem