What Comes In Dreams

There was a WoodenMan of old,
                      Who possessed great knowledge I’m told,
                              Was offered a handsome sum
                                    To keep him mum,
                             But alas, he couldn’t be sold!

                While on tour in Australia, he happened upon
                                    A glorious sight!
                     A rare beauty of pure silky wood oak
                      A bit of mischief in her eyes as she
                                    Held his glance,
                                   The page turns…

                        He met a fine lass down under
                         Whose brain quite scorched
                                Him with wonder
                         With beauty that glowed
                         From a heart pure as gold
                         No man could put asunder!



Limerick with Bridge: a collaboration created by James Marshall Goff and Paulette Calasibetta
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Goldsmith Avatar
March 11, 2022 at 12:49 PM
A wonderful collaboration on this write. I really enjoyed it. Have a blessed day..............
Calasibetta Avatar
March 11, 2022 at 2:34 PM
Thank you Paula~Jim and I are having fun collaborating. Today we wrote another one. "The Way of Peace. :)Paulette
Krutsinger Avatar
March 7, 2022 at 10:53 AM
Fantastic collaboration! I thought it was done by one poet!
Calasibetta Avatar
March 7, 2022 at 4:04 PM
We had a lot of fun collaborating....glad you enjoyed it. :)Paulette
Gorelick Avatar
March 4, 2022 at 12:10 PM
Loved your pure silky imagery and very apt ending. Robert
Goff Avatar
March 5, 2022 at 2:22 AM
Hi Robert, reference comes from lefty boomerang I own made by USA Atomic Scientist Dr Lorin Hawes (rip) who moved to Australia after WW2 to make 'rangs, this beauty is made of silky oak, gorgeous!
Calasibetta Avatar
March 4, 2022 at 1:31 PM
It was quite a fun experiment. Jim had written a story about a dream of a WoodenMan. I enjoyed it and decided we should do something fun with it and he agreed. Hence our collective poetry. Thanks for stopping by. :)Paulette
Goff Avatar
March 3, 2022 at 2:59 PM
Oh this is wonderful Paulette! Thank you! we had so much fun creating this!
Calasibetta Avatar
March 3, 2022 at 5:09 PM
Yes we did!
Faulkner Avatar
March 3, 2022 at 2:40 PM
Very alluring, both the land and women down under! Great collaboration~
Calasibetta Avatar
March 3, 2022 at 2:50 PM
Thanks Michelle~Jim and I decided to collaborate on this;he had written a story about a WoodenMan which I loved and decided to create a Limerick which he loved....so we joined together~had lots of fun. Thanks for stopping by. :)Paulette
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