Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

A 'Donna' limerick The heat rose from between her hills over her lush fallows. I stopped; my eye distracted by enticing omphalos. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #150 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art. Image credit:Robert Lukeman @ Unsplash Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt This… Continue reading Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

Impulse, or: Impotence

A limerick A renowned oil painter, much admired, Shed tears of frustration, uninspired. Then, sultry canvas drew him in; His purist impulses caved to sin... Shaking, Ling flushed at the art that he'd sired. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #145 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to… Continue reading Impulse, or: Impotence

Savory, or: Sweet

A limerick Miz Jelena’s Sweet Potato Pie Draws me so, but I cannot say why. I wonder 'bout the tangy smell... But the woman refuses to tell! "Just, eat some more," she replies with a sigh. d'Verse poetics prompt: Make mine a double-dipper! At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to select at least one of the… Continue reading Savory, or: Sweet

Staged, or: Busted

A limerick The young thespian's tears stole the show; Offstage, though, they continued to flow, for at one unlucky junction, her wardrobe did malfunction, and two thick socks flew into the first row. d'Verse prompt: Compound Me! At d'Verse, poets are encouraged to choose at least one compound word from the list below to use… Continue reading Staged, or: Busted

Oh me! or: Oh my!

A nonsense limerick A particularly glun binnabur school boy had to durp prillowets as a pool boy. At work, he zezzed a vullowy woman who begged of him, 'Please, fritt my flumin!' Of course, HE claims he buppered her nalloy! d'Verse prompt: Narrative Nonsense At d'Verse, poets were prompted to write nonsense poems, while keeping the… Continue reading Oh me! or: Oh my!

Clean, or: Dirty

A clean limerick She goes through loads of laundry every night, Stuffing beckoning front loader tight, Presoaking downy delicates fine, And of soft dryer fuzz not a sign! Oh, her fluffing & folding fast delight! d'Verse Poetics: Put your Words on Spin Cycle For this d'Verse poetry prompt, we were instructed to write laundry poems. This… Continue reading Clean, or: Dirty