If I looked in your eyes, deeply,/
and discussed philosophy,/
and a Frank Sinatra song/
suddenly came on,/
would you slow dance with me?
Tag Archives: limerick
Affectation Effect: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick
Her affectation/
of pronounciation/
effected me/
negatively./
It’s linguistic frustration.
East Coast Flowers: Revolutionary Blogging Limerick
I thought of her Grandma/
when these East Coast flowers I saw,/
But it just went through my head: /
She might enjoy them instead! /
(A gift from Connecticut to Utah!)
I saw on her event link that she likes flowers!
Relationship Stealth Mode: Romantic ImproVerse Limerick
The cheese I’ll eat all by myself./
The gift books will go back on some shelf./
The zodiac pin/
I’ll try to sell again,/
since your mode’s gone back on stealth.
Too Tired For Wit: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Limerick
I want to be inspired./
Alas! I feel too tired./
This work’s sapped my wit./
I should be done with it! /
My creativity has expired.
Lack Of Response: Romantic Email Limerick
I left a message or two
For you.
Was there a response?
N0! Not once.
Now what should I do?
Getting To The Mountaintop Together: Revolutionary ConTexting Limerick
Can someone who/
did not struggle with you/
to gain the mountaintop even understand
the triumph so grand?
Should they share the view?
Or
Should someone who
didn’t struggle with you
to the mountaintop
share the view?
Or should they stop?
When Light Fades: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick
The bright
that ignites
your fire
has expired.
Carry the light.
Everything I Do I’m Certain: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku And Limerick
Each weird thing I do,/
ev’ry strange event, I’m sure/
you’ll always like them.
PLUS
I can’t help but think about you
with almost every weird thing I do.
You may pretend not to care
or even want to be there,
but I dig how your enthusiasm’s true.
A Gift Of Smiles: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick
No matter how sucky your day is/
there’s always the potential for this:/
that I will pop by and do/
some weird thing to shake your blues/
or at least give you laughter’s sweet bliss.
[Happy Birthday to the big E/
with her own limerick poetry!]