A limerick's shape should be easy to frame:
The last and first two rhyme the same.
The middle two are short
That's how I was taught
The last line longer with a twist to add fame.

The best way to judge if a limerick is true
Is to say it aloud without turning face blue
If it rattles along
Like a rousing song
Then you have found the formula just for you.

Dick

To write a limerick  my first one I want to try

please read on and it will tell you why

to friend`s my name is Val

if you will let me I`ll be your friend, your pal

a limerick can be witty and clever

rude never ,now I`ve gone from bad to worse and my limerick has turned into a
verse

The limerick is really rather crude
The best ones are always very rude
So I'm taking the mick
Even though my name is Dick
By writing one that isn't at all lewd.

Hi  we went to Scotland  yesterday, and after we saw Loch ness  , I wrote this
Valerie

Loch Ness Monster

There is a monster in Loch Ness though it`s seldom seen

no-one know`s where it came from? and no-one know`s where its been

under Urhart castle is the monsters  home

all day everyday around the loch does the monster roam



to this vast and lonely place

people flock hopeing to see the monster have a race

hopeing to see a hump or a quick flick of the tail

the rumour is Nessie could be a whale



did Nessie drop in from outer space?

just to swim around the Loch at a tremendous pace

to this lonely but beutifull shore

people keep crowding around in the hope for more



all hopeing for a glimpse a sight of this unknown creature

and hopeing to remember every feature

never staying still for a photo and do you know why?

Poor Nessie of publicity he or she is shy!





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Hi Dick  I love them both, but I think the Jeanne d artois one say`s everything
for me,  thank you   , absolutely brillient  Valerie

Dick Eburne <rjceburne@...> wrote:  One by me, a parody of a famous
poem:

Encouragements to an Author

Why so pale and wan, fond author?
Prythee, why so pale?
Will, when working hard can't move her,
Drinking hard prevail?
Prythee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, dumb author?
Prythee, why so mute?
Will, when writing well can't win her,
Writing nothing do't?
Prythee, why so mute?

Quit, quit, for shame! Muse she may be,
This cannot make her;
If for you she will not be a lady,
Nothing can make her:
The devil take her!

Based on `Encouragements to a Lover' by Sir John Suckling (1609-1642)

One by Jeanne D'Artois, one of my other identities. This one is a
parody of a very famous Shakespearian speech:

Danish Parody
by jeanne_d_artois ©

To post or not to post: that is the question.
Whether it is better in a file to bury
The twists and turns of a disorder'd mind
Or submit a spell-check'd copy to this site
And by posting end them? To post: no doubt;
No more: and by one act to say we end
The heartache, and a thousand natural shocks
Of writing frenzy – `tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To post – to show
The same font as greater poets, well rhym'd:
To sleep unread, unheard – Ay, there's the rub –
To low views, no votes, a poet may be doomed
When writing poems not classifi-ed erotic
Must give us pause. There's the fear
That keeps an willing poet unnaturally silenc'd; .
For who would bear the taunts and jibes of some:
The unlicensed critics, the tearful importunity,
The pangs of well-meaning friends that may
Tear the matter from the meaning and spoil
The patent merit of the author's words
When she herself might her quietus make
With the delete key? Who would creation bear
To grind and sweat under a Muse's whip
But that the hope of something more like fame
The undiscovered acclaim whose happy warmth
No author can shun, puzzles the brain
And makes rather bare such skills we have
Than try some other that we know not of?
Thus creation does make authors of us all;
And how the native wit of composition
Is striven over with the pale art of thought
And anecdotes of great sex and passion
With the sweep of editing turn all awry
And lose all hope of recognition.

Dick







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One by me, a parody of a famous poem:

Encouragements to an Author

Why so pale and wan, fond author?
Prythee, why so pale?
Will, when working hard can't move her,
Drinking hard prevail?
Prythee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, dumb author?
Prythee, why so mute?
Will, when writing well can't win her,
Writing nothing do't?
Prythee, why so mute?

Quit, quit, for shame! Muse she may be,
This cannot make her;
If for you she will not be a lady,
Nothing can make her:
The devil take her!

Based on `Encouragements to a Lover' by Sir John Suckling (1609-1642)

One by Jeanne D'Artois, one of my other identities. This one is a
parody of a very famous Shakespearian speech:

Danish Parody
by jeanne_d_artois ©

To post or not to post: that is the question.
Whether it is better in a file to bury
The twists and turns of a disorder'd mind
Or submit a spell-check'd copy to this site
And by posting end them? To post: no doubt;
No more: and by one act to say we end
The heartache, and a thousand natural shocks
Of writing frenzy – `tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To post – to show
The same font as greater poets, well rhym'd:
To sleep unread, unheard – Ay, there's the rub –
To low views, no votes, a poet may be doomed
When writing poems not classifi-ed erotic
Must give us pause. There's the fear
That keeps an willing poet unnaturally silenc'd; .
For who would bear the taunts and jibes of some:
The unlicensed critics, the tearful importunity,
The pangs of well-meaning friends that may
Tear the matter from the meaning and spoil
The patent merit of the author's words
When she herself might her quietus make
With the delete key? Who would creation bear
To grind and sweat under a Muse's whip
But that the hope of something more like fame
The undiscovered acclaim whose happy warmth
No author can shun, puzzles the brain
And makes rather bare such skills we have
Than try some other that we know not of?
Thus creation does make authors of us all;
And how the native wit of composition
Is striven over with the pale art of thought
And anecdotes of great sex and passion
With the sweep of editing turn all awry
And lose all hope of recognition.

Dick

thank you , I am trying to behave as regards apostrophy`s etc  but they do keep
sneaking in Valerie

Dick Eburne <rjceburne@...> wrote:  I have tried editing your new poem:

> Failure (or Failed)
>
> There is a small bird that I can see
>
> outside, hopping about,so unfair it`s tormenting me
>
> this never happen when I go out
>
> I only want to play with you,I almost shout
>
> ________________________-
>
> someone tell me where did I a hunter cat go wrong?
>
> can`t catch me the bird`s chant in a cheeky song
>
> stop and watch the mice scurry all over the place
>
> then leisurely wash my face
>
> ___________________
>
> I just can`t kill anything, a failure(failed) hunter cat you see
>
> is this why they all delight in tormenting me?
>
> how I love the thrill of a chase
>
> but just when I catch my prey,a strong urge gets me and I have to
clean my face
>

Well done! Only one aberrant apostrophe. (get's)

Dick






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I have tried editing your new poem:

> Failure (or Failed)
>
> There is a small bird that I can see
>
> outside, hopping about,so unfair it`s tormenting me
>
> this never happen when I go out
>
> I only want to play with you,I almost shout
>
> ________________________-
>
> someone tell me where did I a hunter cat go wrong?
>
> can`t catch me the bird`s chant in a cheeky song
>
> stop and watch the mice scurry all over the place
>
> then leisurely wash my face
>
> ___________________
>
> I just can`t kill anything, a failure(failed) hunter cat you see
>
> is this why they all delight in tormenting me?
>
> how I love the thrill of a chase
>
> but just when I catch my prey,a strong urge gets me and I have to
clean my face
>

Well done! Only one aberrant apostrophe. (get's)

Dick

see never give up hope LOL  ,  welcome to the new member from the other new
member  ,  Valerie

Dick Eburne <rjceburne@...> wrote:  Two new members in a fortnight?

At the start of 2006 I was thinking about closing this group because
there had been no activity.

Now? If poets wish to use the group, then please do.

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Two new members in a fortnight?

At the start of 2006 I was thinking about closing this group because
there had been no activity.

Now? If poets wish to use the group, then please do.

Dick

Hi this is about a pet of our`s a cat, and a recent effort of mine. Valerie

Failer

There is a small bird that I can see

outside, hopping about,so unfair it`s tormenting me

this never happen when I go out

I only want to play with you,I almost shout

________________________-

someone tell me where did I a hunter cat go wrong?

can`t catch me the bird`s chant in a cheeky song

stop and watch the mice scurry all over the place

then leisurely wash my face

___________________

I just can`t kill anything, a failer hunter cat you see

is this why they all delight in tormenting me?

how I love the thrill of a chase

but just when I catch my prey,a strong urge get`s me and I have to clean my face





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Hi, thank you for edit, Yes I know I love apostrophies  they are my one big
failing when I write. no I don`t mind the edit, I welcome it thank you Valerie

Dick Eburne <rjceburne@...> wrote:  Valerie,

You have an love of apostrophes. However they spring up in surprising
places. Firstly is your poem, and afterwards I have put a copy with
the apostrophes where they should be.

I hope you don't object to my suggested edit.

Dick


> Driver
>
> As a driver I am an L
>
> funny thing is that`s what the other road user`s seem to say as well
>
> my driveing instructor teach`s me everything right
>
> and turn`s an interesting shade of white!
>
> ________________-
>
> I can start the car just like a kangaroo
>
> my driveing is comeing on in leap`s and bound`s it`s true
>
> my husband could teach me,but he would rant and rave
>
> well I ask you is that anyway for a driver to behave?
>
> __________________
>
> I know all about the traffic light`s,red,amber,green
>
> but my three point turn is an  amazeing thing to be seen
>
> a hillstart is one thing I have done right
>
> even if the car did screech and scream with all it`s might
>
> _________________
>
> today I said to my instuctor I`ll drive as safe as you one day as
well
>
> then we must have passed a farmyard because  Ohhh what a smell!
>
>  but all to soon my lesson is over
>
> please can anyone tell me how can I get my instructor sober?
>
Revised:

As a driver I am an L

funny thing is that`s what the other road users seem to say as well

my driving instructor teaches me everything right

and turns an interesting shade of white!

________________-

I can start the car just like a kangaroo

my driving is comeing on in leaps and bounds it`s true

my husband could teach me,but he would rant and rave

well I ask you is that anyway for a driver to behave?

__________________

I know all about the traffic lights,red,amber,green

but my three point turn is an  amazing thing to be seen

a hillstart is one thing I have done right

even if the car did screech and scream with all its might

_________________

today I said to my instuctor I`ll drive as safe as you one day as
well

then we must have passed a farmyard because  Ohhh what a smell!

   but all too soon my lesson is over

please can anyone tell me how can I get my instructor sober?


Second verse, second line "it's" is correct because that is short
for "it is". Third verse, fourth line "its" because "it" is the car
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Valerie,

You have an love of apostrophes. However they spring up in surprising
places. Firstly is your poem, and afterwards I have put a copy with
the apostrophes where they should be.

I hope you don't object to my suggested edit.

Dick


> Driver
>
> As a driver I am an L
>
> funny thing is that`s what the other road user`s seem to say as well
>
> my driveing instructor teach`s me everything right
>
> and turn`s an interesting shade of white!
>
> ________________-
>
> I can start the car just like a kangaroo
>
> my driveing is comeing on in leap`s and bound`s it`s true
>
> my husband could teach me,but he would rant and rave
>
> well I ask you is that anyway for a driver to behave?
>
> __________________
>
> I know all about the traffic light`s,red,amber,green
>
> but my three point turn is an  amazeing thing to be seen
>
> a hillstart is one thing I have done right
>
> even if the car did screech and scream with all it`s might
>
> _________________
>
> today I said to my instuctor I`ll drive as safe as you one day as
well
>
> then we must have passed a farmyard because  Ohhh what a smell!
>
>  but all to soon my lesson is over
>
> please can anyone tell me how can I get my instructor sober?
>
Revised:

  As a driver I am an L

  funny thing is that`s what the other road users seem to say as well

  my driving instructor teaches me everything right

  and turns an interesting shade of white!

  ________________-

  I can start the car just like a kangaroo

  my driving is comeing on in leaps and bounds it`s true

  my husband could teach me,but he would rant and rave

  well I ask you is that anyway for a driver to behave?

  __________________

  I know all about the traffic lights,red,amber,green

  but my three point turn is an  amazing thing to be seen

  a hillstart is one thing I have done right

  even if the car did screech and scream with all its might

  _________________

  today I said to my instuctor I`ll drive as safe as you one day as
well

  then we must have passed a farmyard because  Ohhh what a smell!

   but all too soon my lesson is over

  please can anyone tell me how can I get my instructor sober?


Second verse, second line "it's" is correct because that is short
for "it is". Third verse, fourth line "its" because "it" is the car
and "its" means belonging to the car.

Hi, after watching someone learning to drive, I wrote this poem Valerie

Driver

As a driver I am an L

funny thing is that`s what the other road user`s seem to say as well

my driveing instructor teach`s me everything right

and turn`s an interesting shade of white!

________________-

I can start the car just like a kangaroo

my driveing is comeing on in leap`s and bound`s it`s true

my husband could teach me,but he would rant and rave

well I ask you is that anyway for a driver to behave?

__________________

I know all about the traffic light`s,red,amber,green

but my three point turn is an  amazeing thing to be seen

a hillstart is one thing I have done right

even if the car did screech and scream with all it`s might

_________________

today I said to my instuctor I`ll drive as safe as you one day as well

then we must have passed a farmyard because  Ohhh what a smell!

  but all to soon my lesson is over

please can anyone tell me how can I get my instructor sober?





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this poem, is about my daughter and how we feel about her. Valerie

Special Child

A Couple every once in a while get`s blessed with a gift of a Special child

so loveing yet with a manner that`s meek and mild

all children are special we hear other parent`s say

indeed they are but our`s are more so in many a way

____________

their learning can be slow but sure day by day

whatever they do can seem like a miricle parent`s are proud of them come what
may

I know it`s not easy,but please don`t swear at these children or make a fuss

kid`s who are disabled never asked to be born like this,remember it could have
happened to you,me or even us

__________________

there may be day`s mum and dad can rue

by something their child may say or unxpectedly do

yet, mum and dad are proud and glad that they love these special people

they don`t want to hide their child away,but to shout it out from the highest
steeple



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Hi, thank you,  I know what you mean, me too, and I`m not that old either lol I
wrote Age  after observing a relative one day. Valerie

Dick Eburne <rjceburne@...> wrote:

--- In reaspoetrygrotto@..., "valerie946475"
<valeriedavenport@b...> wrote:
>
> hi , just thought I`d post a poem of mine, I call it age, Valerie
>
> Age
> Today you can see there maybe more silver in my hair than gold
> the trouble is inside my self I just don`t feel old
> as each year pass`es I gain another wrinkle
> yet in my eye`s fun can still twinkle
> ___________________________
> each day in my body I feel a new ache or pain
> yet in my mind I remain the same
> age is not fair to anyone
> from a baby to teen to all those year`s gone
> ________________________
> with my family and friend`s I never mean to grumble or groan
> please don`t put me in a sheltered home
> one day soon I`m willing to bet
> meal`s on wheel`s will call on me, but I hope it won`t be just yet!
>


I appreciate the sentiments expressed even if I too am not that old - yet.
Sometimes I feel ancient but I'm not really decrepit.

I think that poetry is better shown in a different font. Now that Yahoo offers
rich text format that is possible so I have quoted your poem in Arial Black.

Regards,

Dick









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--- In reaspoetrygrotto@..., "valerie946475"
<valeriedavenport@b...> wrote:
>
> hi , just thought I`d post a poem of mine, I call it age, Valerie
>
> Age
> Today you can see there maybe more silver in my hair than gold
> the trouble is inside my self I just don`t feel old
> as each year pass`es I gain another wrinkle
> yet in my eye`s fun can still twinkle
> ___________________________
> each day in my body I feel a new ache or pain
> yet in my mind I remain the same
> age is not fair to anyone
> from a baby to teen to all those year`s gone
> ________________________
> with my family and friend`s I never mean to grumble or groan
> please don`t put me in a sheltered home
> one day soon I`m willing to bet
> meal`s on wheel`s will call on me, but I hope it won`t be just yet!
>


I appreciate the sentiments expressed even if I too am not that old - yet.
Sometimes I feel ancient but I'm not really decrepit.

I think that poetry is better shown in a different font. Now that Yahoo offers
rich text format that is possible so I have quoted your poem in Arial Black.

Regards,

Dick









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hi , just thought I`d post a poem of mine, I call it age, Valerie

Age
Today you can see there maybe more silver in my hair than gold
the trouble is inside my self I just don`t feel old
as each year pass`es I gain another wrinkle
yet in my eye`s fun can still twinkle
___________________________
each day in my body I feel a new ache or pain
yet in my mind I remain the same
age is not fair to anyone
from a baby to teen to all those year`s gone
________________________
with my family and friend`s I never mean to grumble or groan
please don`t put me in a sheltered home
one day soon I`m willing to bet
meal`s on wheel`s will call on me, but I hope it won`t be just yet!

Hello, it`s nice to meet you and thank you for the welcome, much appreciated 
but Don`t be surprised  , this group may be a little quiet, but ,take it from me
it`s not defunct yet, not even virtully ok,. there is far better company here
than in some other group`s I could mention ( I Have just left 1 busy but  some
member`s were really nasty to  other members  poetry group,on yahoo.I just
couldn`t stand it any longer , I do hate that kind of behavior:(). thank you 
for the poem, it`s really good , in fact it`s great , I`ll post one of mine in a
min ok. Valerie

Dick Eburne <rjceburne@...> wrote:  As before, I was surprised to see a
new member in this virtually
defunct group.

If you want to post any poetry, or to discuss poetry, please post a
message and I will try to respond within a couple of days.

Dick Eburne

Here is my latest:

Encouragements to an Author

Why so pale and wan, fond author?
       Prythee, why so pale?
Will, when working hard can't move her,
       Drinking hard prevail?
       Prythee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, dumb author?
       Prythee, why so mute?
Will, when writing well can't win her,
       Writing nothing do't?
       Prythee, why so mute?

Quit, quit, for shame! Muse she may be,
       This cannot make her;
If for you she will not be a lady,
       Nothing can make her:
       The devil take her!

Based on `Encouragements to a Lover' by Sir John Suckling (1609-1642)







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As before, I was surprised to see a new member in this virtually
defunct group.

If you want to post any poetry, or to discuss poetry, please post a
message and I will try to respond within a couple of days.

Dick Eburne

Here is my latest:

Encouragements to an Author

Why so pale and wan, fond author?
	 Prythee, why so pale?
Will, when working hard can't move her,
	 Drinking hard prevail?
	 Prythee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, dumb author?
	 Prythee, why so mute?
Will, when writing well can't win her,
	 Writing nothing do't?
	 Prythee, why so mute?

Quit, quit, for shame! Muse she may be,
	 This cannot make her;
If for you she will not be a lady,
	 Nothing can make her:
	 The devil take her!

Based on `Encouragements to a Lover' by Sir John Suckling (1609-1642)

Welcome peggisue56.

As before I am surprised to see a new member in this very quiet group.

I have not written much poetry recently except a Triolet as an entry
for a local Writers' competition. When that competition is over I
will add the triolet to the Files.

If you want to post some of your poetry, please creat your own folder
in Files. There we can see it without trawling through back messages.

Regards to all

Dick Eburne

Welcome to two new members.

This is a surprise. This group has been very quiet for a couple of
years and now people are joining in 2004.

I'm sure I and the other members would like to know something about
each other and why we are interested in poetry.

I'll start. I enjoy poetry but I'm old-fashioned. I like classic
poets such as Shelley, Keats and Shakespeare's sonnets.

I write rhyming couplets and limericks. I can't post the limericks
here because they are like most limericks - rude.

I have had some feedback on some of my poems which are in the files
and elsewhere on the internet. The general response has been
anonymous and assures me that I am not, and never will be, a poet.
I'll keep trying.

My next poem will be entered in a local writing competition. After
the closing date I'll put it in the files. It has to be 'unpublished'
to enter and putting it on the net is a sort of 'publishing'.

Please share any of your poems with us, or poems by others that you
like.

R J C Eburne
Moderator.

The computer,
a plague to man.
No one can get along with it,
even if they think they can.

Your document vanishes,
like it has been erased.
As you sit in front of it,
with a puzzled look upon your face.

Viruses, worms
and other stuff.
You are fed up,
you've already had enough.

Personally, I'll say,
it depends on the mood I'm in.
Sometimes I still prefer,
a writing tablet and a pen.

I am surpised to see a new member in this nearly defunct group, but
welcome anyway.

This was Rea's group but she had to concentrate on other real life
issues so left the group for me to run. Most of the interaction was
between the two of us.

I write poetry from time to time but some of it is unsuitable for
public display.

If you want to post some poetry, feel free to do so - either in a
post or in the files. Just cut and paste to a post because
attachments will be deleted by Yahoo.

Dick

I have added two documents in files - poems written this month.

Poems can be added this way. If you want to post them in a message
they must be cut and pasted into the message because attachments
won't be seen.

Dick

Happy New Year to the few members of this group.

Lets start again in 2003 with more POETRY - please.

Dick Eburne

I have put some of my poems posted earlier in the club before it
became a group in a folder.

Dick

Even such is Time, that takes in trust
Our youth, our joys, our all we have,
And pays us but with Earth and dust;
  Who in the dark and silent grave,
When we have wander'd sll our ways,
Shuts us the story of our days:
But from this earth, this grave, this dust,
My God shall raise me up, I trust.

Sir Walter Raleigh

This is an important message from the group's co-moderator.

Rea's poetry grotto is now a group and can be found at:

http://uk.groups.yahoo.com/group/reaspoetrygrotto

During the move all past postings have been lost so your earlier
masterpieces are no longer available to us. Please post some so that
we can get this new group moving.

Best wishes from Dick

Spring is sprung:
  The grass is riz.
  I wonder where the birdies is?

  Some say the bird is on the wing -
  But that's absurd -
  the wing is on the bird.

Surely the group members can find or write better poems or verse
about Spring than that old chestnut above.