From nowhere to somewhere
undefined to infinity comes son of soil
that makes something out of nothing.
There comes a black giant that spread it's wings to save a black nation.
Black blacky, you are black
From the beginning, in the middle and you are forever black.
Come go heavy abnormal rains, marshals black blacky.
Come strike shinny sun, beautifies glittering black blacky.
Black blacky you are black
More than a coal, more than the midnight
You are indeed black.
Black blacky rise and show them that
you are dynamic in structure and you are most beautiful without white.
Black blacky you are beautiful
You are naturally prominent and you are beautiful when you are black by black
I have two small balls of fur,
The same kind and yet they differ-
One is white, the other - black,
They always want to have a snack.
Carrots, bread or even grape,
They welcome food all kind and shape.
With two long ears both of them
They are happiness to all children.
Yes, your guess is right -
They are bunnies and they never bite.
Belle the white and Blacky the black
Were left on the street shaking in fright.
I took them home with such excite,
They make my day warm and bright.
Belle is a rascal that jumps around
And Blacky is always still.
They bring joy to my heart
And they always will.
12.09.2015, Victoria Georgieva, For "My Pet" Contest
BLACKY - 2000-2012
just a big black cat
but a wonderful black cat
diagnosed cancer
did i weep for our blacky?
yes and i wept for myself
he was family
ate at table just like us
cheered our early morn
greeted visitors at door
asked no favor in return
patient as a saint
he’ll wait at some pearly gate
while they estimate
and when his name does sound
will bright angels gather round
BLACKY
Blacky is a large (of course black) black cat
Who simply takes with me (and little else) his room
and board
With food he never strikes a mood
His passion is shrimp shrimp in all his food
Blacky is bored easily as are the main feline brood
He eats he sleeps he’d talk if he could
Petting is first loved then tolerated
Too much affection Blacky is sated (ho hum)
But let those tiny silky tail-fins stick out of a bowl
He’s dancing around and ready to roll
Oh, then, how he loves then how he rushes
then how he nudges prances brushes!
He’ll give me to know I’m his dearest friend
His antics (of the moment) never bend
Never fear his affections are merely on lend
For once bottomed out that is the end
At least temporarily
There was a young penguin named Blacky
His walk was considered quite wacky
He dressed in a tux
But unlike the ducks
The noise he made wasn't a quacky
**for "Limerick II" contest.. the"Amphibi..something!"
sponsored by Deborah Guzzi
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.