The sea was unusually wavy,
When a cook in the Royal Navy,
With a roll of the ship,
Inundating his captain with gravy.
In the desert, Jim strayed out of reach
"How far is the sea"? He'd beseech
Arabs laughed and gave smiles,
Said "It's two thousand miles"
Jim said "I'll just stay on the beach".
I once enjoyed a movie on a shark.
His bite much bigger than a dogs bark.
In the ocean JAWS scared more than fish.
A bite so deep no one could stitch.
With teeth so sharp, always leaving a mark..
FIRST LIMERICK EVER..
Who be th' stenchin' verminous Horsman
what hollers t' th' seafarin' oarsmen
when th' mind's a-fog
where we fest th' grog
why be d'mandin' pennin's of bay men
***All errors are intentional and used merely to facilitate pirate speak
A fat bluefin tuna down deep
Was fished out one night when asleep
He was looking quite pale
Had escaped a big whale
To be Sushi for one Meryl Streep
for Carolyn Devonshire's Limerick on Sea Tales competition
Oh, vermicelli, rigatoni!
Lost on a sea of minestrone
The sea beneath my feet,
And nothing else to eat,
I live on cheese and macaroni.
A young man shipped out on the sea;
No care if ‘twas windward or lee.
But storms came along,
His stomach not strong,
Now sees ships only on TV!
I watched the sailfish spring from the sea
Had no wings, an enigma to me
Why in flight did it embark?
Pursuit by a great white shark
Its sail would soon be an amputee
This old sea-rig is swamped and don't float
I TOLD you we'd need a bigger boat!
Now you are HIS prize
Sure ain't no surprise
That you're fish-food, you hard-headed goat!
"Jaws" - 1975
Have I told you lately how much fun I'm having
In this sea of heart felt emotions I'm splashing
What would I do
Without all of you
My world would be empty and devoid of all laughing
© Jack Ellison 2015
The Sailors' Mermaid
There once was a manatee named Mary.
She, a mammal was not very hairy.
One day while at sea.
She said this shouldn't be!
So, she bought a blond wig from Sea-Fairy.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Poetic Form Limerick
Mistake can’t cause a fetch of honey from a busy bee hive
ridiculous is an instant transit from sleep to a sea-dive
a decision lands one in distant Germany
or a palace of whores despite how many
don’t blame the devil after having the satisfaction live.
Blowing a Kiss
When irksome day, off tangles, comes unstuck
As the sun, behind a blushing sea, ducks
Thoughts of you I sorely miss
Pep me up to blow this kiss
To find you stooping , a red rose, to pluck.
For: PD's 'Any rose' Contest
4th Aug 12
There once was a crab in the sea
who always wanted to be
a lobster you know
so he had to grow
a tail almost as long as he.
...ooops, Carolyn's contest is gone..I missed it...
The lawsuit by StarKist is valid.
Their long time promoter’s new ballad
warns fish to stay clear
of fisherman’s pier,
or end up in somebody’s salad!
For Carolyn Devonshire's Sea Tales Limericks - Old Or New - Prizes Poetry Contest
I wanted to go fishing in the ocean
Forgot the result of constant motion
You wouldn't believe
How much I heaved
Would give gold for a nausea potion
For the "Fishing" contest.
There’s no one as funny as Atticus
To go fishing he wrote out a syllabus
He outlined his day
Made a magnificent play
Yet caught with his squid more octopus
© Sep 27 2010 Charles Henderson
Placed 7th in Carolyn Devenshire's "Sea Tale Limerick" contest
Where have they gone, all those great days of yore
When we used to meet down by the sea shore,
Those high clouds above, just drifting away,
The smell of the sea, the gulls at their play.
Why do some think that that was a bore?
Maybe they've never done that before!
The Galaxy; This cluster of stars
The sea; This concealed beauty and scars,
The inevitable suffering, the desired alleviation
All these could be seen through her eyes' nation!
She was a beautiful chaos, more beautiful than Mars.
Like sheep on a steep rocky slope,
We need to have guidance to cope.
We might fall and slide down
To the sea and all drown.
Heed the ShepherdHe’s our only hope.
Republican fountain flows black
on blue seas metamorphic rock,
draining the earth’s core dry.
Greed streams while oceans cry.
The sea is sick but I’m shell shocked.
From a low, wind-swept bridge almost color beige,
I toss my fishing cane made in Anchorage,
hoping to catch some fish soon...
as I scorch in the hot noon;
if I failed again, it would increase my rage!
Once there was a woman called Curry Mean “the Queen”
Her persuasive dialog “you shut upI mean what I mean”
“It’s really mean to find the mean
of the extremes queen and Dean”
bloody “extreme idiot” is no fair word to accuse Curry Mean!
////”Curry Mean” is Sea fish to cook//////
They paddled till we reached the shore
Where I set them free to explore
Then back to the sea
This sailor did flee
They’ll not paddle me anymore
Zapholus was once his name
One and alone since the storm
Empty oceans, without claim
Nestled him where he was borne
Octopi then made him strong
Round he grew, and twice as long
Mates he saw on a beach
Attacked a male to them reach
Now you know the sea lion's song