Guess who! or: Little hands

A limerick She, giggling, covered Granny's eyes. "Guess who! Guess who! Surprise, surprise!" Granny gave a teensy jump; "Hmmm... Little hands... President Trump?" How both whooped with mirth undisguised! ‘What do you see’ Prompt #141 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art. Image credit:Andrea Piacquad @… Continue reading Guess who! or: Little hands

I must go in, or: The fog is rising

A limerick I must go in, for the fog is rising. Though, truth be told, it's unsurprising. Mean plans for Man set in motion, back with skies, stars, beasts, lands, oceans... God shows no great interest in revising. d'Verse poetics: 'Words of Departure' At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to select one of phrase from the… Continue reading I must go in, or: The fog is rising

Mirthful hoots, or: Bobbing heads

A serious limerick Having never before experienced the seas, The tykes feared going in past their knees; Leery of foamy waves, They waded, trying to be brave, T'wards their folks' mirthful hoots in the breeze. A silly limerick Seeing only the adults' bobbing heads, The tykes took their parents for dead; 'Oh, gosh golly!' they… Continue reading Mirthful hoots, or: Bobbing heads

Crow, Raven, or: Rook

A limerick In far too many mammalian minds, Crows and Ravens are closely intertwined. This timeworn argument is just what Rooks so resent, for it leaves their proud line undermined. Eugi’s Weekly Prompt Eugi has provided the word "intertwined" as a writing prompt today. d'Verse poetics prompt: Corvid Poetry At d'Verse, poets have been prompted… Continue reading Crow, Raven, or: Rook

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

On the hoof, or: Mad as a meat axe

A limerick Gordo gorged on meat when angry or nervous and could not bear slow restaurant service. Once, ol' Gordo ordered a whole cow - when the staff balked, he shouted, "Now!" On the hoof, the cook cried, "God, preserve us!" d'Verse prompt: Bon appétit food poetry At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to write poems about… Continue reading On the hoof, or: Mad as a meat axe

One bad turn, or: Another

A limerick He gripped the stair railing with surprise, as the despair faded from his eyes; but it was just her twin sister who smirked, 'Man, you sure dissed her!' and then straddled his lap with her thighs. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #132 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below (taken… Continue reading One bad turn, or: Another