Limerick Poems About Passion | Passion Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: funny, humor,

Chainsaw Blues - bawdy limerick LOL

There was a lumberjack from Borehamwood 
A chainsaw mishap took off his manhood
His Love life now a mess 
And it caused him great stress
So he made himself one out of some wood  
He went to bed one night full of desire
Sue his wife put on her sexy attire 
Things got steamy and hot 
He gave it all he got  
But with passion and friction it caught fire 

Written 5th March 2019.

For make me actually LOL 2 poetry contest 

Sponsored by Nina Parmenter.

Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny

GROWING Together

After six months of living with you
I found it amazing how we grew
     As the passion seemed to fade
     The worst signs of this charade
Were the clothes I couldn’t fit into

Lovemaking’s a form of exercise
And then when it stopped, what a surprise
     I asked you if I looked fat
     You said, “There’s no truth in that”
As you consumed even more French fries

But the doctor’s scale would tell no lies
Some 25 pounds my weight did rise
     Still you refused to believe
     Just continued to deceive
Till friends noted YOUR increasing size

By Carolyn Devonshire
For Judy’s “Short Poem Contest”

Poem Details | by David Fisher |
Categories: business, humorous,

Ice Cube Pie

I always wanted two slices of ice cube pie
“You only get one”, was the standard reply.
I don’t know why I did
But since I was a kid
It was my favorite treat on the Fourth of July.

The pastry is known by all our relations
Since the recipe’s passed down for generations.
Every bite you’ll savoir
Exceptional flavor
But remember, don’t settle for imitations

Long ago, my great Aunt tried experiments
By leaving out one of the ingredients.
Once Uncle took a bite 
He stared out in fright
And barely survived that bad experience.

My oldest son, Johnny became quite wise
He grew up like the others, before our eyes.
His passion for confection
Was a gainful connection
When he opened the first ice cube pie franchise.

Soon after that, we made our first million
And played in the sun with friendly Brazilians.
But to our surprise
We saw ice cube pies
On bamboo platters next to our pavilion

Right away we knew this was an infraction
Without delay our family took action.
We found a private eye
Who loved our ice pie
But his research left him broken in traction.

It was apparent to us that that kind of job
Was endorsed by the brutal ice cube pie mob.
But we didn’t frown
Or give up and back down
We were going to prevail; oh, yes siree, Bob!

With a meeting of minds we gathered resources
And then undersigned the following courses.
To make sure our ices
Sold at cut-rate prices
To knock competition off its high horses.

So back at the shop we assembled platoons
To build enough pies to reach to the moons.
And made plenty dough
That allowed us to mow
Down the cube racket’s, knuckle dragging goons.

We now manage an ice cube pie monopoly
Sales started smooth, but then turned choppily.
So we eased the frustration
With another vacation
But guess what we saw in downtown Mexicali?!

Poem Details | by Cecilia Macfarlane |
Categories: boyfriend,

Word Portrait

  Dark chocolate eyes that smile with glee
 Laugh lines that only enhance his goatee 
          Blessed with pearly whites
          That gives good love bites
I'm drawn to his mustache like a queen bee

 Dark brown hair off sets creamy white skin
  Tall and slim, his physique makes me grin
            A sculpted nose so fine
             Sensual lips so divine
It's a good thing that handsome is not a sin

Long arms embrace me and hold me tight
   Perfect ears that are aligned just right
             Sexy arched eyebrows
              That get me aroused
Blush on his cheeks after an ardent night

   Looks and passion a small part of his traits
Smart and kind, he's been blessed by the fates
                 Witty, fun and sweet
                 He is without conceit   
The love we have, makes us great soul mates

21/ 04/ 2013
For Frank H's contest

Poem Details | by Joe Maverick |
Categories: romantic,

Aqua Sonata

Surfside stand a lady & man
lost in (a moment) on silca lands
so stand this even (handed two)
before a sky limpid blue
with a hearts glow to melt the burning sand.


Love limned laughter, (lines out) sweet promised sign,
satin billows of cloud surround divine,
backdrop sky a blue silk screen
young as fun forever keen
pre-empting fate this faultless time.

Pouring waves and passion combine
light moods, effervescent, (platinum fine)
flows a presence vivid & wild, 
flaming love & (destiny's child,)
raptured revolving evolving in time.

By Joe Maverick,copyright 2011 for Linda-Marie's loveland limerick contest.

Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny, sports

Catch of the Day

My passion for fishing is well known

But sometimes my catch brings a huge groan

     Octopus clung to my boat

     Dolphins around me did gloat

The queen of the sea had been dethroned

Sadly, a true story for Royal’s Favorite Sport challenge.
It took my 10 minutes to try and pry the octopus from
the back of the boat Each time I pulled up one arm, 
it slapped down another one They have suction cups on
their arms My article “Octopus on Board” was 
published in Florida Wildlife magazine.

Poem Details | by Cecilia Macfarlane |
Categories: love,

Love Is

Putting someone's needs before your own
Sharing your thoughts, never feeling alone
         A tenderness so sweet
     That sweeps you off your feet
 A joined journey into the unknown.

It's unbridled passion that does consume
When their scent becomes your perfume
           Smiles lit from within
            Life finally can begin
Two peas in a pod that grow full bloom

Being your real self with no pretense
Filled with ardor, the joy so immense
         It's butterflies galore 
    Can't wait for what's in store
Heart open wide, no longer on defence.

Poem Details | by catherine Reinke |
Categories: lovesea, me, sea,

A Seagull Named Steve

A Seagull Named Steve

This seagull flew by and sat a bit
Ordered tequila from  a wine glass sipped.

Dressed in bright yellow
Such a delight social fellow,

Conversation made easy
In beach sands breezy.

A Jonathon   Living indeed
Spreading his light giving sea diving seeds.

At first to me, a dive he did make
Up to the sun in restoration with me he did take.

In buttons of coco bean seed
I find my self hand in hand with he I need.

Washed away my blues
Into happiness hues
Of bright orange and yellow.

Across the ocean in search of loves notion
Conjured a passion sea foam potion

Potentate hurricane insane commotion.

But swirl in heavens bright blue skies
In the night full moon we did fly.

For a need for both fulfillment deep
Never to be forgotten not even in sleep.

As quickly he came this seagull named Steve
From no love forever to maybe make me believe.

But try I did truly beg him not to leave
My Jonathan  Living seagull named Steve.

Yet he is gone to other seagull endeavors
Living his life among castles of pleasures.

He did not leave
For in my heart
He created I think
A new start.

Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: heart, heartbreak, life, lost

Love Turn Bitter

Submission so complete and fragile like nylon
Love so new, constantly refreshed in the salon
such virtue suffers the kill
creating a devastating skill
for guts to replace passion and fill the gallon.

Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: funny

Finally--I broke down and wrote about love

The sweet sap of passion doth please
Like a thrilling swing in the breeze
It drives me insane
Can I ever refrain
From loving and climbing the trees?

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: funny

What the Spring Sprung

Tonight I thought passion would bring
But not in the shape of a bed spring
The very moment I peaked
I felt what was breached
Now I am so very hampered in upswing

~*~ For Francine's "Wow Me in 5 Lines" contest ~*~

Poem Details | by Quentin Ehlinger |
Categories: nostalgia, teen,


When you started drivin'
You'd want to go dive in
To the passion pits
And watch all the hits
At the good ol' Do-Drive-In

Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: funny,

Bawdy bawdy

She watched, as he rose to attention
Her desire was too hot to mention
From pink lips passion flows
She reaches for his hose
A bit short, he needs an extension 

Not a limerick guy, I hope I got it right.

For Roy Jergen's Bawdy, Bawdy, bawdy miss Clawdy contest.

Poem Details | by John lawless |
Categories: humor, sensual,

High and Tight - for contest

High and Tight – for contest

His soldier stood up – ramrod stiff
when he caught the first sensuous whiff
piqued his passion to plunder
scented cheese from down under
sweet downstairs aroma of Quiffe.


submitted to – LIMERICK CONTEST
sponsor – Jan Allison

Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: funny, love

A valentine reprise

Hot passion ties hearts in tight knots
Its heat roasts with thousands of watts
Instead of the norm
Drop this love and feel warm
Consumed with lust for chocolàtes

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

My Passion

My passion has been poetry for over five years It's stimulated my brain and made friends so dear Like to share this joy Most since I was a boy At times my rhymes have come outta my rear © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: life,

Youthful Exuberance

Days of my youthful exuberance are gone But love and passion continue life's song Remind me each day I'm enjoying my stay And I'm here for the duration however long

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: anti bullying, fear, freedom,

Limericks crochetes: All the trappings of the rough-neck cult

Limericks crochetés : All the trappings of the rough-neck cult

All the trappings of the rough-neck cult
Baby-faced blond Aryans exult
Under star-striped umbrella
State seal insignia
Some Dad yells « OUT », muscle-men catapult

Can SUN also set in the Wild West
Where the cash – the Man says – will come to rest
How many will share wealth
How many get free health
Deplete coffers for great job conquest ?

The tragic loss of a rising star
O ! Mark « Blond » face ! He’ll shine yet afar !
Blocked not by Destiny
But by peer fear envy :
Winsome mien sage’s ears passion galore !

© TWignesan – Paris,  2016

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: fantasy, love, passion


I'd rather have the wings of a lark,
sing the word love woven on the heart;
feel a lover's sweetness
by kissing eager lips..
to ignite true passion from a spark!

Poem Details | by Cecilia Macfarlane |
Categories: passion,

Trembles and Thrills

Dreamy eyes command my stare
      Fingers tangled in my hair
             Magical allure    
           Chemistry galore 
 Quivering happening everywhere

Lips lock as passion lights from within
      Yearning to feel skin on skin
           Clothing disappears
            Nothing interferes  
  Causing an all consuming tail spin

Arms and legs sweetly entangled
New positions delightfully angled
             Fervent desire
             Appetites afire
     All senses blissfully jangled 

Totally surrendering to blazing bliss
Flames ignited by a sweltering kiss
       Relinquished control 
          Amazingly whole
Drowning willingly into sweet abyss

Wondrous moments triggers trance
   After effects makes cells dance
           Intense connection
         Passionate perfection 
Finding match does pleasure enhance


* Life should be full of passion, excitement and moments that take your breath away, living and loving life to its fullest I will always continue to strive for.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: dedication,

Dear Judy Konos

Dear Judy Konos, a good friend of mine Her passion and love are purely sublime She sounds a bit naughty With a touch of bawdy Just one night with Judy would suit me just fine © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: love

First Time

murmurous words spill free and easy
beneath a lone tree, wind light and breezy 
this passion fire starts
of two loving hearts
my heart flutters frightened and uneasy 

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: passion,

Our Passion

My immediate family overflows with creativity This passion has kept us forever in captivity We thrive on it, we do This passion so true Sure turns my crank, a slave to eccentricity

Poem Details | by kristen bruni |
Categories: love


You're waiting for the phone to ring
Measuring the time while you sing
Transform love to more
Drunken by your roar
This day is like a bee's sting.

Such a passion driven day
Is it all just too cliche
Stop thinking so much
Let me feel your soft touch
Oh please do not betray.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: silly,

Outta My Rear

My passion has been poetry for many many years It's stimulated my brain and made friends so dear Like to share this joy Since I was a boy Rhymes at times have come outta my rear

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: family,

Like Father Like Son

Looking at my son, is like looking in the mirror With his outlook on stuff it couldn't be clearer His taste in women Rival daddy's, a given As well craving brussel sprouts and passion for caterpillars

Poem Details | by Alyssa Josserand |
Categories: absence, lost, lost love,

Forgotten String of Pearls

Sitting there in the box, collecting dust,

They thought of the old times, when they were a must.

They were worn with passion and pride,

Now they're simply tossed aside.

They yearn for the next time to be looked at with lust.

Poem Details | by Jali the Bard |
Categories: america, bullying, childhood, depression,

Childhood Memories

Childhood mem'ries, happy childhood mem'ries
When the world was beautiful and sunny
I laid down my head and prayed
For new toys and for good grades
I did not need much for joy and comfort.

Then years later life became much harder
Learning all I could with care and ardor
But my passion scorned my peers
They replied with shoves and jeers
Till my zest for life was near extinguished.

College years, I gained my independence
Shunning all my foes with my transcendence
I had strength and zeal to fight
Working hard both day and night
Hoping to create a world utopia.

When I graduated, I was certain
Comfort and success would be my guerdon
But the world turned me away
Snubbing all I had to say
All my hopes and talents were for nothing.

Now, I'm growing older and more broken
And the sleeping world is still not woken
My beard gets grayer by the years
My eyes get wrinkled by my tears
And I feel less hopeful for tomorrow.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: passion,

Sweet Passion

Love is in the air, forecast is warm and cozy Such feelings of tenderness for your heart only A sweet passion so rare Fills the rarified air An extraordinary moment so warm and toasty

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: happiness,

Oh Whatta Feeling

Take your passion and make it happen Music can take you to the highest stratum Right from the start Takes hold of your heart Irene Cara in Flashdance, upper echelon For SO

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: hilarious,

My Passion Sores

Maria, oh Maria, wherefore art thou Be sworn my love, my passion sores(?) like a swallow Very poetic eh? Amazing you say? Received the OBE, sent is back coz in awards I wallow

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: giggle,

A Slave To The Giggles

My poems overflow with passion and love More times my giggles fit like a glove Have no control Taken over my soul Not a bad master to be a willing slave of

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


O wintery flake, you’ve not kept me warm.
Your passion promised to never alarm.

         Outside, I’m not sold.
         My briefs rather cold.

In my frozen breast, swaths of ice free-form.


Poem Details | by Geoffrey Brewer |
Categories: humor,


A couple living in Ealing
Made love with passion and feeling
But his ardour subsided
When she confided
“It’s time you painted the ceiling”

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: friendship,

Love Youse Guys

Have I told you lately that I love youse Ya! Youse guys, it just continues to accrue With each passing day More passion youse display Could pop my hooha, make a mess on my shoe

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: passion,

My Loins Are Aflame

Burning with passion my loins are aflame My eyes are round, basically going insane She's primed and ready My mind's like spaghetti Her stuff make me quiver, pulls this guy's chain

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: 2nd grade, 3rd grade,

The Highly Strung Maid

There once was a highly strung society maid.
Whose sole important passion was being afraid.
She spent twenty-three years inside,
From all kinds of people she'd hide.
Barricaded by choices few others have made.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: winter,

Winter In Canada

Winter in Canada, oh what a delight A wonderland of beauty, a passion in white Can't wait, I'm all giggly I lie, must be senility Too many winters but still love Canada in spite

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: desire,

Uncontrollable Drooling

Just saw an image of a sweet young lass Starting to tremble my parts they do flap Uncontrollable drooling Great passion it's fueling Must be careful, must turn down the tap

Poem Details | by Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories: humor, word play,

A Man with a Passion

There once was a man with a passion,
a passion for clothing in fashion.
But when money was short
he was sad to retort,
“I ration my passion for fashion”.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: giggle,

A Slave To The Giggles

My poems overflow with passion and love But more times my giggles fit like a glove Have no control Take over my soul Not a bad master to be a willing slave of

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: passion,

My Loins Are Aflame

Burning with passion my loins are aflame My eyes are quite round, really going insane She's primed and ready My mind's like spaghetti Her stuff makes me quiver, pulls this old guy's chain

Poem Details | by Anna Hopper |
Categories: mother son,

The world is unkind for Jonah

Too often, I find, you’ve fallen behind
Brightly, you shine, at end of the line
More passion than most
Intensely you boast 
Embrace your design, in a world, unkind