In spring time fresh flowers are rising
New lambs in the fields – not surprising
In every hedgerow and tree
Lush beauty will surround me
It’s heaven; there is no disguising
Contest: Spring Forward -Debbie Guzzi
Syllables checked 9 9 7 7 9
Happy Birthday to this awesome THREE:
to Frank, Kashinath, and P.D.
Those born this day SEVEN
have blessings of Heaven
in wit, charm and poetry!
Resurrecting this oldie for the contest of PD:
You three guys are tops with me!
oh what a wonderful group we make
as we pen our poems and take a break
our traits range from weird to strange
in all probability certifiably deranged
leaving legacies of genius in our wake
Died Being A Miner
Ate great chowder in crowded diner;
Then we had sailed on a lovely liner;
Life would end;
To heaven send;
He did die digging coal being a miner.
Three Irish angels were sipping their tea
Discussing the sinners that they could see
"That one's a menace
That one drinks Guinness
And that colleen is heaven for three!"
Just what is unspeakable love?
Is it love sent from heaven above?
With its prefix of “un,”
is this love then just one
I’m simply not able to speak OF?
For Adeleke Adeite's Contest:
Unspeakable Love (Limerick)
Legacy of Arnold Palmer
What a great golfer he had been
At or below par hitting ball in
Always something about Arnold Palmer
You played more steady and were calmer
On day in heaven will see him again.
There once was a lawyer sent to heaven
Given the best room a saint ever lived in
When I asked StPete why
He answered me quite sly
“That’s the first lawyer we’ve ever been given.”
The New Job
He started his job at six,
He was ready to enter the mix.
He lost it as seven,
Not his view of heaven,
So now it is back to the sticks.
There once was a wife who scolded
All her notes to her hubby were bolded
He weathered her nagginess
Owned his inner fagginess
Worked out fineIs that too cold, Ed?
There was once an old girl called Flo
On her death asked to go below.
See, she had this trick,
To try to convert old Nick,
But he told her where to go!
Stuff lurks down deep, from past experience
Heaven knows I'm known for great resilience
When moments of panic
Turn me absolutely frantic
I rely on rhymes, mysterious and sapience
He dreamed of her without her clothes
Her panties and bra let’s lose those
With her high heels gone
Let’s not dwell upon
Why he had them on heaven knows
All night I dream of life without wife,
Peaceful and heavenly, without any strife
No scolding, no nagging,
Like ‘sake’ I’m having.
Alas! Its morning and gone my life.
Poor Barbara was up most of the night
A limerick she was trying to write
Wrote more than eleven
They stunk to high heaven
By morning she still hadn't seen the light
I can fish on Lake Notashebun
in September for pike: 'Great Northern.'
Known as 'Esox lucius,'
it's so delicious
breaded and deep fried lakeside; that's heaven.
Took heaven to help me to see
That with her I wanted to be
I first felt love’s glow
And this I still know
We kissed under coconut tree
Heaven has an extremely large bust
That drives mortal men wild with Lust
But when the girls are free
They drop to her knees
Under-wire support is a must.
L&H Limerick contest
Sponsored by Catie Lindsey
Church Be Rid Of
They died and went to heaven above;
Where each one can enjoy God's love;
Was such a scare;
Church decided to destroy and are rid of.
A man stands no chance with a woman,
With red eyes she schemes in a coven,
So scolded or not,
If he wants a shot,
He'll be better off with a husband.
There once was a parrot named Kevin
Who wanted to get into heaven.
So he flew and flew
But when out of view,
Was ordered to land in Akron.
Once knew this sweetie from Malibu
Sure trade places with her, wouldn't you
Sun and sand every day
Girls doing a bikini ballet
Died and gone to Heaven, merci beaucoup
© Jack Ellison 2015
I once thought you had been heaven sent,
but now you bring all this mad ferment
Your crazy emotions
and endless commotions
tell me we were never heaven meant.
If I am in Luck, Heaven is near
Showered and waxed,good atmosphere
Dressed to kill or should say thrill
His libido has gone downhill
Viagra worked, gave a thankful cheer
Penned May 21 2015
We are all suspended between heaven and hell
Which way are we headed only time will tell
If I were to guess
Should be scantily dressed
In case you're sweltering at the Devil's Motel
© Jack Ellison 2015