Most off us have probably heard a few limericks in our time. This (again Irish) form of poetry is usually humorous (sometimes off-color!) and there are a couple of rules to the structure: The first, second and fifth lines should rhyme and have the same number of syllables. The third and fourth lines should rhyme and have the same number of syllables.
I have to admit that writing this did not come as naturally to me as writing last week's Aisling. It felt more like an assignment. I'm providing two limericks: The first one is an attempt to meet the requirement for humor, and the other is more dreamy and connected with nature which, as you may have guessed, is more my style.
The Limerick Assignment
There once was a blogger on the internet
who hadn’t posted a poem for Thursday yet.
She searched through her brain;
She searched it again,
but this poor limerick was all she could get.
Is there somewhere an island serene
in a lake of clear aquamarine?
I’d like to be there at dayspring
to hear the chorus the birds sing,
and watch dawn paint the sky tangerine.
I wrote the second limerick on Tuesday night and on Wednesday morning the sunrise came up over the back hill with the prettiest splash of tangerine. I wasn't on an island, but part of my wish came true! Maybe one of these days I'll learn to be my own "island serene" and be able to experience that calm and quiet wonder where-ever I am.