Dark – A Limerick

September 13, 2016September 13, 2016 ~ Meg ~ 38 Comments

Things that go bump in the night
Are certain to give you a fright
But it’s only me
Getting up to pee
In the dark, with my terrible eyesight

In response to Mind and Life Matters Limerick Poetry Challenge.

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Fairytale – A Limerick

September 5, 2016September 5, 2016 ~ Meg ~ 27 Comments

Once upon a time, I turned the fairytale to horror
As your queen, I ruled through threats and terror
And isn’t it a pity
To suffer my pretties..
So… Who’s the fairest, Mirror, Mirror?

Your suffering means nothing to me
I relish the chance to inflict cruelty
Your hearts I will wrest
Pull them live from your chests
And let you feel the full force of my malignity

Don’t for a minute, think I’ve softened my stance
Oppose me, you don’t stand a chance
For vengeance I swear
Stand aside or prepare
To be party to this most wicked dance….

I got a little carried away with this one…

In response to Mind and Life Matters’ limerick poetry challenge.

Wondering

September 4, 2016September 5, 2016 ~ Meg ~ 26 Comments

The dull thudding rain falls softly
As another grey day goes by
I am drowning in misery
And wondering once again, why?
Umbrellas shelter the walkers
As they trudge along the street
And I stare out my window, alone and desperate
The kettle whistles on the stove
But I just let it shriek
I’m too far gone, I can’t move
My limbs are growing weak
The empty bottle hits the floor
As I open my slackened hand
And I wonder once again
Why I loved that man