A smack head from Tashkent
promised that he would relent
but he was disowned
when he got really stoned
after sniffing a bag of cement.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The painting which accompanies this limerick was inspired by the picture accompanying Goldfinch's posting yesterday - i said I would paint my own version of it. Sorry Goldfinch but as it developed I felt it needed some colour to lift it and it then took a life of its own - anyway it turned out okay in the end even though it's quite different from the painting which inspired it.
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Very stodgy M, LOL.Cheers.
Sorry Frank - I'm afraid I'm a bit 'set' in my ways.
Ho, ho! Well, in that case, I should just throw in the trowel ...
Well I'll go call a trowel a spade !!
So long as you keep your spirits level ...
Afraid not - I live in a bubble.
Ah, you win. I can't burts that one.
An aggregate of many puns in this stream - what a mix!
🙂
Ohh heeheee M. Cooeee, first UK poet-poster of the day! I won't attempt to be the first UK person here each day.
Ohh heeheee M. Cooeee, first UK poet-poster of the day! I won't attempt to be the first UK person here each day.
Thanks Orchidee - I see you posted it twice - I read it - I said I read it .
Oops, pressed the button twice - I said, I pressed.... I best not delete it, or it seems to delete your reply comments as well.
To beat that first post of Edwards
Fred set off early bedwards
but although his rhyme
was somewhat sublime
two minutes too late is what Fred was.
ha ha ha dontcha just love a limerick.
That made me smile - quite a coincidence - when our children were young and it was their bedtime we would say to them: ' Bedwards Edwards'.
Looks like I'll have competition tomorrow - I get a perverse sense of fun trying to be the first post of the day - doesn't always happen though. Thanks for your comment b-e
Don't forget b-e, when I post it is evening or night here and already tomorrow for you! So no matter what time it says I posted it, I will always be last! For the year 2000 new year, there was a cruise ship that took people across the date line so they could be the first to toast the new year, then turned back to Hawaii so they could be the last to toast the new year!
Great limerick.
As for the painting I would have thought of nothing less than it creating its own way as the brush put the paint on the 'canvas'. Abstract painting like many poems have a life of their own and the ideas do change of their own free will as the words or paint flow.
I can see another poem coming about this topic.
Thanks G - something to look forward to.
Thanks MICHAEL out on a limb again
Polished and with outstreched hand
The Man from Tashkent
With his back slightly bent
Now acts as an Umbrella Stand
Love the picture of an exploding Bag of Cement ~
Falling off the back of a Lorry ~ in LIVERPOOL !
Your BRIAN
Cheers Brian and thanks for the smile.
An interesting observation of myself ... the picture is quite disturbing to me? Creates strong inner anxiety. But then we all knew I was a little strange. Have you seen such a reaction to some of your work before, Michael? Curious. Love the cute limerick!
No I've not had that sort of comment before - they are usually associated with outer space and mystery but not anxiety - anyway at least you liked the limerick.
Not a knock on your art, just my reaction to this particular piece, which is strange even to me. I perceive the world through a different filter than most ... but do appreciate the fine art you produce!
HA HA Great humor and ART!
Cheers WBL
I just love limericks, one of these days I guess I will have to try my hands on one of these. Love your writing!
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