Forsaking Limericks for Ballads — getting away from the AABBA
Limerick(s) of the Week for a Year!
That limerick of the week I'm to write
Should not be so unique it's alright
That it comes later than
Every seven days can
Such that my readers up'n'left, downright
.
After a year I've fallen behind
Gone out of sight and out of mind
It's just that I'm so sick
Of writing the limerick
I hereby up and resign
.
Where did they all get me?
Awash in kinky debauchery?
Maybe on paper
But not with my neighbor
Off the record they all rejected me
.
Though for a year I've gone the distance
In weekly consistent persistence
Doing Irish jigs
And rhyming the gigs
I think I'll just free-verse, perchance
.
A sonnet a week, a haiku a day
The other paths I could as easily sway
With wordsmithing well played
More likely I'll get laid
'Cause a ballad makes powerful foreplay
.
Sure I'll miss double entendres
Innuendos alluding sexual congress
But rhyming dirty
Just ain't as flirty
As my assonance with a sexy accomplice
.
Size doesn't matter
Hyperbole makes organs no fatter
But slip in a spondee
With some fricative and you'll see
That poetry makes her wildcatter
___________________
This is #54, so it's a wee bit more than a whole year. Consider it two extra, just for luck. Sadly, I may be all Limerick'd out! Retiring here a Limerick Writer Emeritus.
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. In Life Phase II: Living and writing from a decommissioned church in Hull, MA. (Phase I was New Orleans and everything that entails. Hippocampus, behave!
https://www.amazon.com/Gerard-DiLeo/e/B00JE6LL2W/
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Comments (4)
Loved this, Gerard!
I had no idea that your Limerick every week was a one-year challenge! Congratulations on completing it! You rock!
Congratulations on completing a bold undertaking! I still find myself writing limericks constantly, even if only in my head. I haven't published many on Vocal since the Ludicrous Limerick challenge, but they're still one of my favorites.
Did I miss something? You've been writing limericks for a year? Di Leo, a poet extreme, Did decide on a challenge supreme. Every week he'd devote To a poem he wrote, Made of words never previously seen.