Category: Limerick

My “Dome” Poetry Friends (a Limerick)

Feature Image Above is of The magnificent Geelong Library, affectionately known as “The Dome”

Today was the ‘Dome Poets’ Christmas Break-up Brunch, at the “Box Office Cafe” and the fun assignment for members was to write a short poem, anecdote, or limerick about individuals within the group.

The Collage Below is a collection of the anecdotes and limericks about “me”, written by my “Dome” poet friends and recited at our Christmas break-up gathering.






My “Dome” Poetry Friends (a Limerick)


We’re an enthusiastic writing group of ten
Who meet at the “Dome” every now and then
Poetry friends, Mark, Martin, Emma, and Jenny
Together with, Trish, Diane, Athalie, and Jacque
We are warmly encouraged by our witty convenor, Jen













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Ivor Steven (c) December 2024

Under the Weeping Trees (a Limerick)

As many of you know, I am an appointed writer with the Coffee House Writers Magazine in the poetry section, and in the poetry group, we are given a monthly assignment on a different poem format. This month’s poetry classroom topic was to write a ‘Limerick’ … Below is the Limerick I presented for my July Assignment.

Featured Image: was taken by Derrick Knight, who kindly allows me to reproduce his wonderful photos on my poetry Website.
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2024/07/01/i-didnt-leave-the-car/



Under the Weeping Trees (a Limerick)

Resting here on my knees
Under the tall weeping trees
Waiting for my anxious mother
She’s out looking for my silly brother
He’s randy and went chasing the pretty fillies









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Creative Geelong MAY’D Shop,
Shop 15/Centrepoint Arcade
132 Little Malop St, Geelong
TRADING HOURS
Thursday-Saturday
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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >>  Perceptions (lulu.com)


Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books


OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com





Ivor Steven (c) July 2024

Throwback Friday, Who Has the Foggiest? (a Limerick)

Today I am presenting another poem that will be appearing in my new book “Until Eyes Hear Sound”. The ‘Limerick’ is also a relatively new poem format for me, and “Who Has the Foggiest” is a poem I wrote in May 2022, and it will be the opening piece in the ‘Other’ section of Chapter 10. Short Poems: Haiku, Senryu, Tanka, and Others





Who Has the Foggiest? (a Limerick)




I could not see the morning moon

There’s no sunshine in my breakfast spoon

The heaviest of fogs falls

I cannot hear the birds calls

Has our world condemned nature’s tune









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Ivor Steven (c) September 2023

Ukraine is in Pain (a Limerick)

Not really a humourous Limerick, this one is quite melancholy, reflecting my back pain over these last few weeks …


Ukraine is in Pain (a Limerick)




There was an old poet in pain

Who had been struck down by hard rain

He felt thorns in his back

Like a missile attack

Misguided shrapnel from Ukraine






Ivor Steven (c) August 2022

Who Has The Foggiest? (a Limerick)

This week’s challenge on Weekly Prompts is: MISSING. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here .. and my Limerick below is in response to the prompt ‘Missing’


 
 
Who Has The Foggiest? (a Limerick) 




I cannot see the morning moon 

There’s no sunshine in my breakfast spoon 

The heaviest of fogs falls 

I cannot hear the birds’ calls 

Has our world condemned nature’s tune? 






Ivor Steven ©  May 2022

Pitch Black, War Limericks Are Not Fun. is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Pitch Black, War Limericks Are Not Fun”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/pitch-black-war-limericks/







Ivor Steven (c) March 2022

Pink Moon


My “Moon” poems have been shining for 10 days now, and today “Pink Moon” is the final poem in my series of “Moon Poems”, which coincides with Holloween tonight …And this piece I wrote in April this year..

Pink Moon




Beyond the shimmering sand

And a comforting hand

A gracious spirit is in command

Wandering along life’s deviations

Are not treasonous reactions

A change of mindset to the left of centre

May create a mystical adventure

Tonight there shines a super-moon

Bring a bowl, cream, and spoon

And share in the sweetness of pink moonbeams

That revive lost souls and sanction forgotten dreams





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

I’m Just A Boy

On Tuesday 12th, it was ‘World Limerick Day’, and to celebrate the day I wrote this Limerick….. I do enjoy writing Limericks, but I don’t usually post them on my site, so while I’m taking a rest from serious writings/poems, I thought I’d present this one today.

 

I’m Just A Boy

 

There was a boy from Geelong

Who usually wore shorts and thongs

Winter fell from the hills

His ankles felt the chill

So woolly socks and beanie he did don

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  May 2020