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Silver Surfer

I saw an old lady at home Whose habits bizarre when alone! She thinks she's abroad On her ironing board Surfing tides in a wavey zone. Her arms and her legs were well spread. Her curlers tucked neat on her head. Her pearls sparkled bright, She squealed with delight, "Well I can't do this when I'm dead!" Affectionately dubbed "Silver Surfer" What a spirit for any to care for! A tonic indeed When humour's the need, And for it the board ain't much worse, awe! Written 14th July 2022 For the "Limerick" contest (For a picture of a lady standing on an ironing board, poised like a surfer.) Sponsor: Lisa YY

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Christuraj Alex

Date: 7/20/2022 7:00:00 AM

Great narration with limerick. Congratulations!

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 7/19/2022 1:02:00 PM

Congratulations on your win. Your "Silver Surfer" is a "Creative" write/story. Love the line, ""Well I can't do this when I'm dead!" So Very True. Have a great/blessed day.......................

Emilia James

Date: 7/15/2022 1:48:00 PM

Brilliant Natasha. Yours deserves to place high in my opinion. Very much enjoyed. Emilia : )

Natasha L Scragg
Date: 7/15/2022 2:29:00 PM

Thank you Emilia. It was a fun challenge. It's amazing what variety of poems will be inspired by one picture. It's so much fun for the contest setter too. X :-)

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 7/14/2022 10:54:00 AM

Love this Natash: You. Captured everything perfectly. Good Luck in the Contest, SuZ

Natasha L Scragg
Date: 7/14/2022 11:28:00 AM

Awe, thanks Suzanne. Very kind encouraging words. All the best.