Limerick Poems About Mystery | Mystery Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Tania Kitchin |
Categories: myth,

Sea Witch

Legend of a witch who lives by the sea
spending her days making potions and teas
a mermaid or witch?
believed she can switch
No one knows, townspeople see her and flee



Intrigued by this mystery by the sea 
I find her sea shanty, stop near a tree
the old lady on her dock
as I hide behind a rock
a mermaid is transformed in front of me




Sea Tales Limerick Contest
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Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: silly,

The Mystery Of Humpty Dumpty


Cute Humpty did sit on a wall...
it's said his shell broke by a fall.
      His bottom was round,
      and so it was found
it wasn't his fault after all.

You see he got there by mistake:
 a farmer who lived by a lake
      while gathering eggs,
      to hold one, son begs
and promised that it wouldn't break.

While traveling home, they had stopped
to watch a small frog that had hopped,
      right by the son's feet...
      he looked, oh, so sweet!
Son, top a stone wall, his egg propped.

He bent down to grasp his new pet;
this cute one would be the best yet!
      But quick as can be
      on wall frog did flee,
and egg's fragile balance upset!

So that's how the true story goes!
The real Humpty didn't wear clothes...
      just plain, round and plump
      rocked by a frog's jump.
These odd, hidden facts, I expose!


Sandra MHaight

~2nd Place~
Contest: The Mystery Of Humpty Dumpty
Sponsor: Faraz Ajmal
Judged: 07/07/2018




Poem Details | by charlie Pelota |
Categories: history, imagination

Christopher Columbus Trilogy

In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
In the Pinta, Nina and Santa Marie
He found the New World,
And got spooked by a squirrel.
Thats the last you heard of C.C.

God had created the New World.
And saw that it was good.
In mystery it  remained covered,
Till Columbus came and discovered
Just as his Lord knew that he would.

He sailed with the blessing of Spain
And when he dicovered the land,
He named it after Amerigo Vespucci,
('Cause he had not yet heard of Gucci,)
As God instructed him beforehand.

                                                                               Charlie Pelota HSLP


Poem Details | by Deirdre Omaidin |
Categories: funnyday,

Alice Mulligan


Alice Mulligan hailed from Killsoul
A red head who had a strange role
A brothel, she ran
Till one day a strange man
Sent Miss Mulligan right up the pole.

She couldn't believe her bad luck
She thought she'd managed to duck
An enormous erection
Escaped her protection
Poor Alice, she just ran amuck.

Day by day our Alice grew bigger
T'was a mystery who was the trigger
Now her business was finished
And Alice diminished
Thus ending her vim and her vigour.



entry for Deborah Guzzi's  Limerick competition   A young man who came from 
~Dunkirk


Poem Details | by Paul Schneiter |
Categories: humor,

Eating Cake

The proud princess of New Denny.
Supposed she was superior to many.
She mocked their low station
Said they disgraced the nation.
'Tis no mystery why she died at 20.


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: horror, humanity,

A Horrendous Act



It's hard to imagine what goes through the mind Of someone willing to end their life for a cause defined It's a mystery to me I'm unable to see Justification for this horrendous act of man's decline © Jack Ellison 2016


Poem Details | by Christy Hardy |
Categories: adventure, imagination, life, mystery,

Journey

Like a castaway on the cosmic sea,
life has been a mystery to me
what can I do now, or say,
but think of my yesterdays,
now my soul, and spirit will be free


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

My Most Famous Part



Loud noises can sometimes make me fart Methinks it causes an eruption to start In my lower regions The mystery deepens It lies just beyond my most famous part © Jack Ellison 2015


Poem Details | by RALPH TAYLOR |
Categories: people

VERBAL ABUSER

She's arrogant, vain, conceited and snooty

not to mention offensive, insulting and disrespectful in her duty!
        
        How she stays on TV
        
        is a mystery to me

of course, it's her highness, Judge Judy!


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

Only In Small Doses



My friend, Carol Eastman, said I'm an unusual poet Very true, I never know where this old brain is focused It's a mystery to me Same as you, as you see I'm as entertained as you guys, but only in small doses © Jack Ellison 2015


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: conflict,

A Serious Limerick



It's hard to imagine what goes through the mind Of someone willing to end their life for a cause defined It's a mystery to me I'm unable to see Justification for this horrendous act of man's decline


Poem Details | by Anisha Dutta |
Categories: funny, humorous,

HUMPTY DUMPTY

          HUMPTY- DUMPTY

        Sat on the wall, funny fatty Humpty-Dumpty.
         In egg-shaped uniform he was king’s sentry.
                           Eating butter and bread,
                          taking needle and thread
      repairing shiny white dress quite pretty.

     All the king’s men under Humpty- Dumpty
       served prompt fifteen cups of green tea.
                    Humpty-Dumpty took sips
                     With broad wide soft lips
     asked for more food and snacks from king’s pantry.
    
    Humpty-Dumpty wanted ride on road side view.
     All the king’s horses were standing in a queue.
                     Humpty-Dumpty chose one,
                     In the last race that won.
    All the king’s cats and kittens started calling mew-mew.

     Horse neighed loud running on stormy speed
      Humpty-Dumpty had great fall but did not bleed.
                  Egg-shaped armour broke.
                   He wore a wooden cloak.
     Humpty-Dumpty, King’s sentry good in deed indeed.

  06/29/18
                Third Place
 'The mystery of Humpty Dumpty' Contest by Faraz Ajmal

 


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: scary,

My Most Famous Part



Loud noises can sometimes make me fart Methinks it causes an eruption to start In my lower regions The mystery deepens It lies just beyond my most famous part


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: mystery,

Inspector Sherlock De La Maison



Inspector Sherlock De La Maison, betcha can't guess who this is A bilingual mystery detective, he was quite a whiz His loyal sidekick Dr.James Ergson Was often seen as quite irksome Good luck solving this extremely silly quiz erg/watt :)


Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: fun, funny, humor, humorous,

The Cracking Case of Humpty Dumpty

They’ve assigned a detective called Jack,
To get poor Humpty’s case back on track,
Which he thinks he can close,
As the evidence shows,
Humpty’s isn’t a tough case to crack!

He goes to the scene of the crime,
To sift through the cold, eggy slime,
But his officers find,
Not one clue left behind,
What a “yolk”, what a “white” waste of time!

But then - breakthrough! They find Humpty’s phone!
In the photos it’s doubtlessly shown,
That he had an unhealthy
Obsession with selfies,
And fell taking one of his own!

Jack goes back to the chief to explain,
That the verdict is perfectly plain -
That poor Humpty Dumpty,
Was clearly a numpty, 
Who was scrambled by being too vain!



30 June 2018
For The Mystery of Humpty Dumpty Contest 
Hosted by Faraz Ajmal


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

Trump Caught In A Quagmire

What if Trump was caught in a quagmire
Had gone over his body and entire
And he became so deeply involved
Missed evidence and mystery not solved
Did not re-enlist and contract did expire.

James Horn
Terired Veteran and Poet


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: mystery,

Life's Mystery



Life is a mystery for all of humankind So many questions, a mystery defined We can't comprehend Our whole life we spend Trying to make sense but there's not enough time


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

My Most Famous Part



Loud noises can sometimes make me fart Methinks it causes an eruption to start In my lower regions The mystery deepens It lies just beyond my most famous part


Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: animal, snow,

AS I WAS WALKING IN THE SNOW

AS I WAS WALKING IN THE SNOW

As I was walking in the snow of prints,
blanket mystery of Denali squints.
        Where’d I put my maps?
        Polar bear, perhaps?
A roaring of fur — I race from sure hints!

2/16/2018
Contest Limerick sponsored by Kevin Shaw


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Hell Just Outside of San Antonio

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What we wonder is where will it all end, 
This poem to you thought I would send;
Limit there must be;
God set souls free
And about it what do we want to intend?

You can forward this to whoever you want to.

When I would arrive at an abyss, 
Would it really sound ludicrous; 
When I thought, 
Had got caught, 
Poem you wrote point did miss

Initiative is involved in the impact
Of how so sever we all will react
Weapons flow free;
Can kill you and me;
No longer able to remain intact.

Still am over 10.

Out on others people take their vengeance,
That created much mystery and suspense;
People distraught;
Temptation fought;
Times have been both troubling and tense.

Home has been hunter from the hill,,
Then went to church and kill, kill, kill;
With many shots.
Killing adults and tots;
Suffering exists which will, will, will.

What we did was receive a new directive;
His memory has been known to selective;
No thanks,
To Trump pranks,
And we do need to hire a new detective.

When Flynn Did Again

Shady character found out about Flynn;
We always knew how, where and when,
Temptation did fight;
Such a shady sight;
Bad behavior happened again and again.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by cheryl hoffman |
Categories: growth, humor, mystery,

Shadow Surprise

Daily at dusk he couldn't refute
a mystery showing up taking root
it didn't ever knock
arrived at five o'clock
shadow surprise making him hirsute



3-22-18


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

My Most Famous Part



Loud noises can sometimes make me fart Methinks it causes an eruption to start In my lower regions The mystery deepens It lies just beyond my most famous part