A place to show my work
In the twilight, a lantern glows,
Casting light on the secret reef,
Where dreams dance beneath the waves,
Lost treasures hidden from the street.
A lonely railing whispers tales,
Of shadows lurking in the basement,
Echoes of laughter, memories drift,
Through the window, soft and faint.
Each layer unfolds a story,
A journey from the depths to the light,
Embracing the beauty of what was,
In the twilight, where night greets day.
We’ve another bank holiday here in the UK today. The weather isn’t too good, which is the norm, but I hope you’ve had a good one anyway. Here’s a fresh limerick challenge for you at the start of the week. Your word this week is: TALK Last week’s prompt was RENT. You came up with some […]
Laughing Along With A Limerick
When Teddy would start to talk,
The others would giggle and balk.
With jokes all around,
Laughter was found,
His words made the fun never stop!
There once was a lad from the border,
Who dreamed of becoming a hoarder.
With treasures galore,
He’d smile and adore,
But his house was a disheveled disorder!
Buckle up, buttercup,
things are only beginning.
So much ahead
it will make your head blow.
So be prepared for anything and everything.
_M.A.D.
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