From 3skay, I launched off into a poem of my own in March.
Your love is like a rock around my neck
I drowned in narcissism.
Journey Limerick Attempt #1and #2 Alliteration
I perched on the precipice pondering my predicament
Do I take the fork in the road or travel the one I’ve walked alone?
The fork had a barrier, I should have been warier
Fatigue fueled my decision.
I dragged my foot and took the fork
liberated from my hell of toil and pork.
I broke through the guard rail
committed the carnal sin
Thee faux pas of a married woman
denying his love, wanting escape
Plunging into an inferno
of small town gossip and castigation.
Limerick Attempts #3
She jumped on the trampoline of life
deciding to no longer be a wife
Her husband exploded, with children he goaded
he threatened her verbally with a knife.
Limerick Attempt #4
If she could venture back in time
she told him in a silly rhyme
she’d ne’er have chosen he who wed her
just so he could bed her.
Limerick Attempt #5
She perched on the path of life
decided she’d ne’re again be his wife
He goaded and flared
his teeth he bared and
gored her with a knife.