“The writer’s c…

“The writer’s curse is that even in solitude, no matter its duration, he never grows lonely or bored.”

― Criss Jami

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My First Limerick

Tonight, I decided that before I went to bed I’d try and write a limerick. I’ve never written one before…actually I’m not sure how but I thought, “Eh, why not?” And so began my re-education, on what in fact a limerick was, and how it worked. Before I began, all I remembered about limericks, from Ninth Grade English, was that they were a form of poetry that followed a specific rhythm. However, I didn’t remember what the rhythm was, or how it worked, and everything else I knew about limericks…was basically nothing at all. “This is going to be…um fun?” Was what popped into my head as I looked at the webpage holding the information I required. The title fit perfectly, “How to Write a Limerick.” From what I had learned thus far, a limerick consists of five lines, and those five lines followed the pattern AABBA. For a brief moment I said the pattern to myself, naming each line on my finger. Basically, the A lines, which are lines one, two and five, all rhyme, and the B lines, lines three and four, rhyme. Once this was drilled into my brain, I read on. What I learned next was that the A lines, and B lines had specific rhythms that they followed. “So many patterns.” I thought while again drilling them into my head. “Da Dum Da Da Dum Da Da Dum,” was the rhythm for the A lines, and the rhythm for the B lines were, “Da Dum Da Da Dum.” It seemed pretty basic, once I started clapping it as I said it, as I am a very right brained person. As instructed by the webpage, I was to pick a one syllable name. I decided to use the name Jane, then followed the example they were giving me.

There once was a girl named Jane.

Next I was instructed to come up with words that rhymed with the name I had chosen. “Lane, bane, insane, main, cane, rain, slain, Ukraine, humane, obtain, terrain…” I decided to rhyme Jane with Lane.

That lived on Rosemary Lane.

After that, I was on the B lines, where the story would take place. I decided that I would have Jane sing.

Miss Jane loved to sing,

Such sweet little things.

And her voice was far from plain.

Once I was finished, I looked at my work with a sense of joy. I had written a limerick. It felt good to know, that I had tried something new. In the end, I was glad that I had found that webpage that had originally given me the idea. If you’d like to write a limerick yourself, here’s the link http://poetreecreations.org/how-to-write-a-limerick/

Now, here is the finished product of my first limerick:

There once was a girl named Jane,

That lived on Rosemary Lane.

Miss Jane loved to sing,

Such sweet little things.

And her voice was far from plain.

 Special thanks to poetreecreations.org.

 

Goodnight,

 

Orion.