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Limerick Metaphor Poems | Limerick Poems About Metaphor

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Looks Can Be Deceiving

There was a young girl whose silk skin
Was sewn up with some thread and a pin.
     It would drive the men mad,
     That sleek layer she had,
Well, until she took off her silk skin.

By Anne Currin

Copyright © Anne Currin | Year Posted 2012



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Dust

There once was a housewife named Claire
Who shook out her mop in the air
The dust whirled like stars
The Earth, Moon and Mars...
Who’s shaking a dust mop up there?


© Sandra M. Haight 2014 
   All Rights Reserved



~3rd Place~
Contest: Limericks Clean and Clever
Sponsor: Roy Jerden
Judged 11/23/2014

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2014

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MY PLUMBER

My plumber is here to sort my pipes.
Says he has divorced his wife.
He just showed me his hose.
Then proceeded to propose.
I admit I got the fright of my life.

Copyright © JEAN MURRAY | Year Posted 2016

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This Path we Walk

As we walk like children holding hands , swinging our arms together as we walked slowly through the blanket of the Autumn leaves. The path we walk is as it were never ending .The tall forest trees that lined each side , appeared to funnel off to the distant open sky . Sun now setting leaving a Orange sky that blended with the leaves all about us . That cool evening breeze upon our glowing faces . The whisper of the trees as they swayed in the wind , but the loudest sound of it all was the beating of our hearts . No it was not just the chill of the wind that made our faces glow , it was the love in our hearts that showed. Yes we were children for that moment , full of innocents of a love so pure at heart, a love so true , nothing could tear it apart . A love that memories are made of  and dreams that come true .There is nothing so good as the love you have for me and I for you.
  The path we walk that seemed to go on forever , was actually our love through out our lives ,as we travel together through it.
TAC

Copyright © TIMOTHY CARTER | Year Posted 2013

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"A Shepherd's Metaphor"

In economy led of beastly mind,

Upon a political serpentine.

All strives of wickedness kicks,

Against the fleece of Love’s Pricks(goads).

As true sheep trod, before their God’s, INClINE(will).

For Contest: Follower or Leader
In Honor of: Carolyn Devonshire 
Placed #3

Copyright © john freeman | Year Posted 2010

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Life is Like: Collection 1

Life is like a rollercoaster
Made up of many trains:
It has its ups
It has its downs,
And drives some folks insane.
(It also has a tendency
To liquefy the brains)

Life is like a rosebush
With many budding blossoms:
But please be warned,
This bush has thorns
That make the prize less awesome
(and if your buds get mangled
You've got to burn or toss 'em)

Life is like a hurricane
It brings rain but destroys:
Buildings boats and skyscrapers
And other human toys
(Along with human businesses
And greater human joys)

Life is like an apple
A treat down to the core:
But working for that shiny red
Is certainly a chore
(Especially for those folks
Who've never worked before)

Life is like a bowl of milk
When freshly poured, is sweet:
As it ages, it turns hard
To change to cheese to eat
(Though I wonder why some folks
Eat cheese that smell like feet)

Copyright © TE Andre | Year Posted 2013

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Barefoot on the snow

The sun told me it will rise again;
And send its warmth to the glen,
But it can't soften the coldness in your soul!
So I will walk barefoot on the snow buried in your whole:
Leaving my traces on your heart's lane.

Copyright © Sandy Tadros | Year Posted 2015

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Pondering

The stage is warm and yet colder
The past round my neck as a boulder
I sit and I think
Do I need a drink?
Would I have done well to have told her

Copyright © The Red Rain | Year Posted 2013

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Comic Vs Critic

I once was told, 
Laughter is sujectable.

Do this mean knowledge, 
Is subjectable to the one who learns it?

Feel free to Laugh

Copyright © Dark Mistress | Year Posted 2016

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Limerick 1

Poor Tom did not know how to ride, 
Encouraged, the first time he tried, 
But the horse was mad, 
It galloped being glad, 
Down the brook letting Tom to glide.

Copyright © Sarban Bhattacharya | Year Posted 2016

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Bright Words

I think I'll write a silly dribble
Which you can read and maybe quibble
Pens of color write
Words on paper bright
Could be considered brilliant scribble

Copyright © James Study | Year Posted 2017