I know it’s a matter of taste
But to me, it seems such a waste
To ruin perfectly good coffee
On a pumpkin spiced latte
And an espresso roast thus disgrace
In response to Mind and Life Matters Limerick Poetry Challenge. The prompt is ‘taste’ and I couldn’t resist poking fun at the ‘pumpkin spice’ everything that appears this time of year. Save the pumpkin for pies, people!
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Tempis fugit, seasons change
The Harvest Moon begins to wane
And the solar terminator
Is perpendicular to the equator
Daylight retreats and night remains
In response to Mind and Life Matters limerick poetry challenge; the prompt this week was “seasons.”
I didn’t exactly follow the rules and include all four seasons…
Your muscles may ache, but you’re not complaining
You run in the heat and when its hard raining
Through the downpour you dash
Through the puddles you splash
All for the sake of your marathon training
This photo by Dominik Martin Unsplash.com is the prompt for this week’s Mind and Life Matters limerick poetry challenge.