Short Berm Poems
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Those secs that sizzled!
Infinity lies perturbed
Zilches the present...
Many miles of love...
It’s extraordinary
No regrets at last!
(8/20/2020: ’06 Sea Ray Sundancer 44; Willow Berm 8/19)
distant wolves sniff at the winds,
sense what you do not.
your death hums in the air!
pings run through your heart
to raise a berm of hair!
Baskerville hounds now shift
from lope to lunge.
their thirst for blood has come!
rapacious tongues make clear
your death is in their mouths!
I see a Robin Red Breast
He’s searching for a worm
A few quick steps is all he takes
He’s on a grassy berm
When he stops, he turns his head
And listens to the ground
If a worm should make a move
He’s sure to hear the sound
Soon the worm may find himself
In a game that he can’t win
If the Robin gets a hold of him
Let the tug-of-war begin
There once was a cautious weird man named Berm
He was mortally so afraid of germ
No girl did he ever kiss
Saying I won’t get sick miss
Pressed her lips with fingers, thought there’s no harm.
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May 14, 2023
Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10 (HMS)
Contest : Funny, Bawdy Or Humerous Limerick
Sponsored by : Tania Kitchin
Outside the wind screams and moans. The snow on the ground joins forces with the snow in the air, taking flight across the frozen landscape until, out of breath, it falls in piles on the leeward side of some barn or berm or wall, resting there, awaiting the next gust to shape it. Inside we pull the covers closer, thankful for winter sheets. Warm, soft, fuzzy and comforting. Not the cool, cold, slippery sheets of summer. Winter sheets.
There’s a worm on the berm
But I cannot confirm,
Without seeing it squirm,
If it’s dead.
Or perhaps it’s infirm
From a rare type of germ
Which affects it long-term
And will spread.
Either way, it’s absurd
To think twice, for a bird,
With its appetite spurred,
Will be led
To the place this occurred
And to which I referred
Where that bird, undeterred,
Will be fed.
I won’t mention the slug
Or the slow-moving bug
That I saw, ‘cause you’ll shrug -
‘Nuff’s been said!