Time really does fly. I was looking back through my blog and I noticed that I hadn’t posted a silly limerick since May. May! You poor, deprived things. But fear not, pine no more, set down the flaming torches, etc. etc., because I have delved deep into my well of creative nonsense and written another one. (Which can be read as a bit of wish fulfilment after my recent holiday).
The Bathing Beauty
It seemed such a nice bit of fun
To tease her poor beau in the sun.
She thought it less neat
When swept off her feet
And spanked right before everyone.
It seemed such a nice bit of fun
To tease her poor beau in the sun.
She thought it less neat
When swept off her feet
And spanked right before everyone.
Nice Rhyme :)
ReplyDeleteTimmy
Nice.
ReplyDeleteYou really are clever to put together these little rhymes - I'm sure it's not easy getting the rhythym just right.
ReplyDeleteCute! :D
ReplyDeleteHe was boating on the Aegean
To try his hand at some skiin'.
When he looked to the shore
His tongue hit the floor
A spanked beauty is what he was seein'!
Such a sweet little rhyme Penny, much like it's author.
ReplyDeleteAw! Thanks everyone! :)
ReplyDeleteI like your poem, TFD - thank you! :D
And rhyme and rhythm (or metre, dahling) can be tricky, RR. That's why the last line is a bit quirky. I had one anapest (da-da-da) free to play with after conveying the info that the bathing beauty was spanked in public, so I went for "right-be-fore". If anyone has a better way of putting that line, I can change it!
But funnily enough, traditional poetry like that isn't something I write a lot of. I generally write pretentious, er, innovative 'free verse' type stuff, where the rules are all broken. Brat poetry!
Indeed Aunty,
ReplyDeleteDreaming Penny 'ner did go
Over the knee willing it so,
A hand, slipper, cane did smack, thwack and thrump.
Upon a seat of bare or nickered rump,
Corner now, nose in deep let your fancy weap and flow.
Is that how they work? Is the number of words per line set for a true limerick?
Not following the rules I would prefer "flow and Weap."
ReplyDeleteWow! Thanks, Harry! That's a much better poem than mine :)
ReplyDeleteI'm not a limerick expert, but the structure I generally use is:
8 syllables
8 syllables
5 syllables
5 syllables
8 syllables
"There was an old man from the coast" (iamb, anapest, anapest)
"He looked out with joy" (iamb, anapest) (or amphibrach, iamb)
But Wikipedia reckons lines are supposed to have 9 and 6 syllables, so what do I know!
I figure you can vary things a bit, length and rhythm-wise, as long as your lines are consistent within the poem.
But the ends of the lines definitely have to rhyme, I'm afraid! (Unless you want to use a non-rhyme as an extra bit of humour).
lol, this is turning into an English class!
ReplyDeleteDon't worry about the funny names for poetic units - I was just showing off. (Payoff for sitting through lectures!) Poetry's a musical thing, so you can hear the beats in your head.
Just saw this on Heart and Soul:
ReplyDeleteThere once was a girl named Bianca
Asleep on a ship whilst at anchor
But awoke with dismay
When she heard the mate say
Let's hoist up the main sheet and spanker!
Hehe! I like it! Thank you, smuccatelli.
ReplyDeleteNote the 9/6 syllable structure, children, and how it differs from my own. Maybe my limericks should be called Pennylicks.
Then again, maybe not.