Spring Limerick Contest — With Money Prizes
Writing my Is It Spring Yet? limerick gave me an idea to launch the first of what I hope will be many limerick writing contests.
So here’s my challenge: Write a limerick related somehow to the subject of spring and post it here in my comments. I’ll announce the winners on the first day of spring. The first prize will be $25. The second prize will be $10. Both prizes will be paid via PayPal.
I’m looking forward to reading your entries!
UPDATE: This contest is officially closed and the spring limerick contest winners and their winning entries are here.
Please check back on this blog in mid-April, when I expect to announce a new limerick contest. [tags]Limerick Contest, Spring Limericks, Writing Contests[/tags]
I awoke to the sound of a bird
In the tree by my window. Absurd!
He was singing a song,
But he had it all wrong:
It was only December the third.
:-(
It’s springtime, which means that my fancy
Is turning to thoughts of my Nancy.
But marry this summer?
I’d have to be dumber;
Her husband would kill us! Too chancy!
(Sorry, turnip.)
You say spring has begun? Maybe so,
But that stuff in our driveway is snow.
Ain’t no leaves on the trees,
There’s a northerly breeze,
And outside, it’s still twenty below!
May walked home with a spring in her step.
She loved Spring and was so full of pep!
Then came those darn showers,
The ones for the flowers–
Caught a chill; now she’s laid up with strep.
The lilacs and peonies bloom.
The sun starts to break through the gloom.
In tank tops and tight running shorts
Hot men pursue outdoor sports
Before coming back to my room.
warm spring reigns supreme
a time for love and hope
awash in colors meadows gleam
a season birds denote
The spring is a blossoming season
That’s always refreshingly pleasin’.
And the best part of all?
That from now until fall,
Needn’t frequently fret about freezin’.
After a long summer of war plans misguided,
the fall election finally provided
a winter congress that was free
of single party decree
and a beautiful spring of government divided.
there’s a rhythm to the cycle
as we orbit our bright star
and no matter what your title
no matter who you are
you will know the season’s changing
when the birds begin to sing
and the earth is rearranging
her bouquet to show you spring.
“Spring in the air!”, I called out
To the old man while walking without.
“You can spring in the air,
I really don’t care,
But I can’t - I’m riddled with gout!”
This contest is officially closed and the
spring limerick contest winners and their winning entries are here.
Please check back on this blog in mid-April, when I expect to announce a new limerick contest.
Carnival of Divided Government UNDECIMUS - Springtime for Divided Government Edition…
In celebration of this very special spring, and without further ado, we offer a bit of verse…
Ode to a Divided Spring
After a summer of war plans misguided,
The fall election finally provided -
A winter Congress that was free
Of single party dec…
There was an old blogger named bill,
Who blogged all day long for the thrill,
Subject no matter, whatever the patter,
But really, quite run of the mill.
If there were no winter there could be no spring,
no summer to follow, no autumn to colour,
no bird to sing, no tree to blossom no joy to bring.
[...] The response to my spring limerick contest exceeded my wildest hopes - nearly 60 poems were submitted. In fact, there were so many wonderful entries — some poignant, some laugh-out-loud funny — that it was hard to select the winners. [...]