Happy new week! I hope your week has got off to a good start. Here’s your Monday limerick challenge. Your new word is
APPLE
Last week’s prompt was CALM. You came up with some marvellous limericks:
Nicola Daly:
The sea wasn’t terribly calm
So the captain sang us a psalm
‘And if that don’t help
Try eating kelp
Or slathering your palm with this balm.’
Terrorist Trauma
Out to spread havoc and harm,
he raised his gun without a qualm.
Prematurely it shot
and a chandelier dropped
to bring him down and restore calm.
Spouting Off
Calm down, you silly creature
For when your temper, you feature
And people hear your tale
They treat you like a whale
Everyone screaming, just BEACH HER!
Whenever I try to be calm
It brings on a feeling of qualm
My life isn’t easy
When I’m feeling queasy
And I can’t fix it with Tiger Balm!
I say hello with a limerick from peacefulthreads.com
Since I’ve just finished reading the Bible’s 23rd psalm
A bible poem of understanding that is helpful to read
A handy verse of knowledge that soon will plant a seed
My minds is flying although inside I try to remain calm.
Crazy Or Calm
“Are you crazy?” Not yet. I’m just calm
like a rash that is itching for balm
like a thought I won’t think
like a word with a wink
like a heart beating true in your palm.
There once was an ambitious clam,
Who said, ‘I can be more than I am’;
In a moment of calm,
he voiced one small qualm,
‘Or should I stay an apprentice kissogram?’
Squirreljan:
Little Miss Panicky wanted to be calm
But nothing she tried was a good enough balm
So to help ease her woes
She bent and touched her toes
But accidentally set off the smoke alarm.
My goodness but you’re so calm
Sitting therewith that bug on your palm
I’d be freaked out
Might even want to shout
Or say one of the many helpful Psalms.
When you find yourself under the gun,
It’s very stressful and never fun.
If you’re overcome with qualm
You must remain calm…
Something that’s easier said than done.
Tony:
The calm arrives without noise.
He doesn’t knock on the door, he just sits down.
He puts a light hand on the thoughts that were running too fast, and teaches them to walk.
Calm doesn’t erase anything.
He does not deny the wounds, the shortcomings, or the overly long nights.
He arranges them gently.
In the calm, the heart is no longer on the run.
He breathes at his own pace, without defending himself.
It becomes a safe space, a place where even pain can lie down and rest.
Calm, it’s a low light at the end of the day.
A faithful presence that says:
You can stop now, you’ve held on long enough.
Susan Batten:
Do come, lovely girl, take my arm,
Don’t you worry, I’ll do you no harm.
I’m a pirate all right,
who will rob you by night,
but I’ll do it with style, just keep calm.
–
What I like about him is his calm.
There is nothing to cause me alarm.
Though a vulture I be
I’ll sit here in my tree,
and enjoy this bold twitcher’s great charm.
Down the Drain
Hank knew better than to tell Jane to “Calm down.”
But Hank had always been an incurable clown.
Kitchen sink wouldn’t drain,
Then his wife went insane!
To this day, it seems odd how Hank could have drown.
There once was a soul seeking calm,
Calm, calm, calm — like a whispered psalm.
But the heat wouldn’t yield,
Every breath felt sealed,
How be calm, calm, calm, when I’m warm, warm, warm?
Olaf Sturlasson’s Poetry Corner
A young lady grew up on a farm
And round animals stayed very calm
When faced with a bear
All she did was stare
Which meant she was kept free from harm.
There once was a fellow named Tom,
Who constantly said, “You da bomb.”
One day in the airport,
He said that retort.
Now behind bars Tom’s told to be calm.
Whilst taking my very-first cruise
I noticed some pertinent truths:
I always felt floating
And knew I was boating.
‘Calm as the sea’ is a ruse.
Oh What a Fright
A yoga instructor named Tom
Chanted “Om” with a look of pure calm
But he let out a shriek
When a mouse, small and sleek
Ran right up the length of his arm.
Freddie sat staring at his palm
Reminding himself to stay calm
He’d cut himself good
While splitting some wood,
And thought all I’ll need is a balm.
Murray Clarke:
President Trump appeals for more calm,
But wants to hold the whole world in his palm.
Countries like Greenland, Gaza and Greece!
Then he might win the Nobel Prize of Peace.
There’s a deal on the table to make him a Khan.
The calm of the sea is a pleasure
Something to admire and treasure,
But when it gets mad
Things can turn really bad
As the result is stormy weather!
A funny little chicken was calm
She took a pill for a balm
She looked both ways on the road
Then waited til no cars showed
So happily she crossed with no qualm.
Calming music’s being played in my ear
In the dentist’s chair I’m frozen with fear
It’s not helping one bit
I’m as scared as shit
I’m a coward, get me out of here!
There was great fear and panic
On the decks of the Titanic
As she was slowly engulfed by the sea
Keep calm! cried a steward
Don’t panic
We have music
And we’ll serve you a cup of iced tea
Calm Down?
Don’t tell me to calm down,
As if that will help, you silly clown.
Let me vent and speak my peace,
For the truth us what brings calm release
Even puppies yelp it out, then plop on down.
Sam spent an hour seeking calm
Found a quiet place as a balm
Then kids tramped in
One skinned their shin
Sam said, stop crying, call your mom.
There once was a yogi named Palm,
Who preached inner peace, cool, and calm.
But when stuck in a jam,
He screamed, “MOVE, YOU OLD VAN!”
Now he meditates strictly on psalms.
–
after a big storm, things are mostly calm
the waves doze off, cupped soft in a palm
the breeze cracks a grin
through whispering trees
no thunder left handy to stir up a qualm.
In order to stay very calm
I recited the 23rd Psalm
Words to inspire
When the house was on fire
(I’d forgotten to set the alarm).
Stay calm and breathe deep
The you will get to sleep
But have a nightmare
That gives you a scare?
Stay awake so you don’t weep!
Always too Soon
With lube in hand he told her “Calm & Steady”
But John didn’t know he was with fast & furious Betty
He Begged her to slow down so he could enjoy it more
But Betty said “John I could just stop and walk out the door ?”
Nope too late, she done made him cum already.
It was calm just before the affair.
Calls went out, then the birds were all there
dressed out in their finest.
Flocks dined on the harvest
as Farmer Jones screamed, “it’s not fair!”
Always Read the Label Before Applying
Eloise felt serene and calm,
Having used a new soothing balm.
But when she started to burn,
She ran to the bathroom as she squirmed,
Trying to get that stuff off of her palm.
Serenity Sam
Sam was a very calm snail,
Who tootled through the fields without fail,
With no rush or hurry,
No chaos nor worry,
He enjoyed every step of his trail.
A man who was normally calm
Found that he had lost his arm
He then lost his nose
And quite a few toes
Then he looked at his feet in alarm.
Goodness Gracious!
A frenetic young chef named Tom
Once worked in a kitchen in Guam.
Though the grease caught on fire
And the outlook was dire
He stayed quite remarkably calm.
Poetry-Cabbage After Christmas:
Oh, to be Calm
Oh how she yearned to be calm–
DNA of a soft-swaying palm…
but raised by crazed mother
everyday tight-wound bother
much solace she took in the Psalms.
calm as a balm
run deep
tacit silent
nod to nothing expected
how sad
so glad
it is online then
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