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Written for a friend originally.
I write poetry when the mood strikes me. I love comedy and this poem has won several awards... I love it myself. Love the meter. i also write books and screenplays.... this is my life.
someone commented about toilet humor - 'nuf said
When there is nothing but the rain beating on my window When I've only got a spot of coffee left When it's damp and cold inside and I lite the last log on the fire place When there is just a thick blanket covering us from a cold and dreary
it's in the news !
Spaces and punctuation intentionally omitted. Prizes for first correct and most imaginative solutions. :D
Can't wait to catch up on reading all of the limerick posts!
A pool boy at work in the shade Was transfixed by a comely young maid. She waltzed over to him And she said with a grin. You're just too hard at work I'm afraid.
Dunno, just made it up as it went along. PS, Rinstead is for gumboils. These days I'm less Bon Jovi, more Bongela.
Just a thought
Its about just always being caring and loving my girl. And I would do anything to make her day brighter. And if she were sick I would do anything to make her comfortable. I'm a very compassionate mate and am patient.
Am lovin' it!
still doodling with words.
Just a fun poem based on TEN LITTLE INDIANS.
is that called shadow boxing?
I found this going through my old files. Evidently I needed this brevity when I was in the "corporate" world! It was written by Ravi Bhavnani who certainly knows how to "maintain" his level! Here's to you Ravi! Have a laugh today, it's good for your heart!
We first met across the miles and never met another We talked for hours day by day...imaginary lovers. The miles grew few ,we learned alot our lives they grew together. and then came change that rocked our life and
This is how it can end sometimes for dirty ol' men.
His girlfriend is so small she's called Banty. The blouses she wears are so scanty. I'd venture a guess What he likes best Is under her skirt, there's no panties.
ITS TIME TO LAUFH AND NOT TO CRY ,ITS TIME TO Live AND NOT TO DIE ITS TIME TO THINK OF THE WORLD WE LIVE IN ,ITS TIME TO START GIVEING ,ITS TIME TO STOP ALL THE GREED IN THIS WORLD AND TO MUCH POWER IN THE HANDS OF A FEW ITS TIME TO STOP THE HATE IN
Turkey, Tom Turkey displayed on the table come all and eat me if your able Come and taste my breast of tender white and enjoy my meal with delight Fest on my wings, legs and thighs and later we will shop for the Christmas buys
Did a bit of tinkering!
A little fairy tale :-) It's not a limerick, but I couldn't think which style fitted...pantoum, ghazal...what on earth are those?!
life's ups-n-downs or outta-the-box ;-)
this limerick is as old as the hills,I thought there might be some who have never heard it. I have no idea who wrote it, I did not.
Thanks for last night, Optimisticme. I'm sorry, I had no idea you get so much friction burn off pink fluffy handcuffs. See you down the clinic, Jac xxx
age has its drawbacks
Short and bittersweet, and just a tad Irish.
I'd really love to see one and go for a 'ride'.
There was an young woman from france who wandered about in a trance til one day she fell into a wishing well now they wish for a woman from france
SO IS WANT EVER U THINK IT ?
sorry c bear
This is a limerick and I wanted to express how divine relationships are and the love which flows in it.I used potion to capture the flow.
As Velsi is a Lady, this poem? wouldn't really be appropriate, if you follow but it's written with her in mind.
Just a Limerick way of asking.... "What's REALLY important?"
~ It's cuddling time ~ Lol
who knows
There once was a woman from Texas, Who thought that she might in the nexus Meet the love of her life, be his trouble and strife, and all of her MUSCLES, she'd flexes!!
Why do Nantucket limericks get such a bad rap?
In the land of the 'shamrock' and the 'blarney stone, where the cattle graze and sheep do roam, There lives an old man that has made it his home but he goes to his bed at night.....alone. That's so sad !!!
read this in playboy once
There once was a lass from Kilkenny Who’s admirers on line were many She mailed and she posted Her bits, they got roasted And so she decided to Write poetry ...
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