Posts Tagged ‘Writing & Publishing Humor’

Witless Limerick (Limerick-Off Monday)

Sunday, August 7th, 2011

It’s Limerick-Off time, once again. And that means I write a limerick, and you write your own, using the same first line. Then you post your limerick here and, if you’re a Facebook user, on Facebook too.

The best submission will be crowned Limerick Of The Week. (Here’s last week’s Limerick Of The Week Winner plus the Honorable Mentions.)

How will your poems be judged? By meter, rhyme, and cleverness. (If you’re feeling a bit fuzzy about limerick writing rules, you can find some helpful resources listed here.)

I’ll announce the Limerick of the Week Winner right before I post next week’s Limerick-Off. So that gives you a full week to submit your clever, polished verse.

I hope you’ll join me in writing a limerick with this first line:

A man who was lacking in wit…

or

A gal who was lacking in wit…

Here’s mine:

Witless Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane

A man who was lacking in wit
Bought a magnetized poetry kit.
Penning poor verse galore,
He wrote more — what a bore!
And ignored those who begged him to quit.

Please feel free to write your own limerick using the same first line and post it in my comments. And if you’re on Facebook, I hope you’ll join my friends in that same activity on my Facebook Limerick-Off post.

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Sundry Verse About Writing Poetry

Friday, August 5th, 2011

Haiku hankering
mixed with lim’rick addiction —
housework hiatus.

*****

I am on a quest
For haiku or senryu.
Mission accomplished.

*****

Artificial
line breaks can seduce readers
into thinking
you’ve said something
profound.

*****

Tanka Tuesday

Tuesday, July 19th, 2011

I took a break from limerick writing to write this pair of tanka:

When haiku won’t do,
when thoughts defy compression
and can’t be contained
in seventeen syllables,
give thanks to plus-sized tanka.

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Some art inspires
tears, joy, admiration, love.
Some awakens thought.
And some makes one want to ask:
“Whatever were you thinking?”

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Untitled Limerick

Thursday, May 19th, 2011

Why is this limerick untitled? Because Thursday Think Tank has prompted us to write an untitled poem. Writing without a title frees up our creative juices … at least that’s the theory:

Untitled Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane

To title a verse can be hard —
A challenge for most ev’ry bard.
But a title-less work
Can drive me berserk.
It feels jarring and fake-avant-garde.

I Blame Edward Lear!

Thursday, May 12th, 2011

I Blame Edward Lear! (Limerick)
By Madeleine Begun Kane

A woman who loves to write verse
Has bits of it stuffed in her purse.
She frets about rhyme
Nearly all of the time.
She’s addicted, for better or worse.

Happy Birthday, Edward Lear! And Happy Limerick Day, May 12th!

You can find more National Limerick Day celebration limericks here and here.

Creative Keys

Tuesday, April 19th, 2011

Creative Keys (Limerick)
By Madeleine Begun Kane

When you’re whipping your verse into shape
And are caught in a verse-challenged scrape,
The delete key is handy.
Assisted by brandy,
And last, but not least, try escape.

(Prompted to escape)

Tax Time, Already?

Thursday, April 14th, 2011

Tax Time, Already? (Limerick)
By Madeleine Begun Kane

It’s tax time again — I’ve been lax.
Am I stalling? Oh yes, to the max.
Cuz I’d rather write verse
Than struggle and curse
Over taxing mathematical facts.

(You can find lots more of my money and tax humor columns and verse here.)

Attention Must Be Paid

Wednesday, April 13th, 2011

Here’s my limerick and haiku prompted by this attention prompt and this challenge to write about writing:

Attention Must Be Paid
By Madeleine Begun Kane

I find paying attention’s a pain.
A-D-D makes it rather a drain.
I’m drifting right now.
Lost in thought? Yes, and how!
Which is why this short story’s inane.

*****

Must pay attention
to pretentious professor.
Can’t? Then pretend to.

*****

Limerick Lament

Friday, April 1st, 2011

Limerick Lament
By Madeleine Begun Kane

There are times that I feel like a tool,
Complying with each lim’rick rule.
So starting today
I refuse to obey.
Don’t believe me? You’re right. April Fool!

(My 2nd National Poetry Month poem, and it’s still April 1st. Yippee!)

Writing Humor Isn’t Funny

Monday, March 14th, 2011

We Write Poems has an against the grain prompt which asks how (or if) we manage to write when we just aren’t feeling creative. My three-verse limerick explains all … sort of:

To write humor when not in the mood
Takes a major adjustment of ‘tude.
If I’m still uninspired,
I tell me, “You’re fired,”
Or pretend I’m about to be sued.

Okay, none of this stuff’s really true.
When I’m blocked, I don’t know what to do.
So I shower or walk,
Read the news, turn on talk,
Absorb info, inviting a cue.

At long last something starts to take hold,
And a concept begins to unfold,
As I play with the news
Which teases my muse
In my quest for some comedy gold.

(You can find more of my writers block humor here.)

Ghostly Limerick

Thursday, March 10th, 2011

Ghostly Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane

There are those who like being a ghost —
Not the dead kind. Who wants to be toast?
I mean writers whose name
Gets no credit (or blame.)
Here’s my problem with that: You can’t boast.

(More ghost and hauntings verse over at Big Tent Poetry’s Thursday Think Tank)

Haunted By Haiku

Wednesday, March 9th, 2011

Warning to those here for their daily dose of “funny.” Most of these aren’t. Sorry!

My passionate hunt
for humor in the mundane—
a chastening quest.

*****

Vulgar temptation
haunts, tantalizes, prevails—
beats dainty retreat.

*****

Passionate and raw
feelings too painful to root
escape on breached wings.

*****

Integrity fights
a war against temptation—
battles to a draw.

*****

A thought tempts, glimmers,
says “explore me,” then wings off—
never to return.

*****

Marching to the beat
of your own drum may work best
in solo parades.

*****

To those who ask me
how I remember my verse—
that’s what blogs are for.

*****

Thanks to these prompts for their inspiration: Carry On Tuesday, Haiku Heights, Haiku Wednesday, LoL Prompts, One Single Impression, Poetic Asides, Sunday Scribblings, and Three Word Wednesday.

Clichéd Limerick

Monday, March 7th, 2011

I’m playing with clichés today:

Clichéd Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane

I try to think outside the box,
But sometimes those boxes have locks.
And to break myself free
With creative esprit,
I have to be crazy like fox.

UPDATE: Happy Cliché Day, November 3rd!

Accidental Haiku

Saturday, March 5th, 2011

It makes me fidget,
but I book myself to write
accidental verse.

*****
Accidental glance,
de-liberating romance—
just the dance of chance.

*****

Shocking incident:
things accidentally went
exactly as planned.

*****

Ms. Bristol Palin’s
book contract and dancing gig—
accident of birth.

*****

Booked reservation
at restaurant, but canceled—
had reservations.

*****

If you dare mention
certain odd affinities,
brace for fidgeting.

*****

Writerly Verse (Limerick-Off Monday)

Monday, February 21st, 2011

Once again, it’s Limerick-Off time. And that means I write a limerick, and you write your own, using the same first line. Then you post your limerick here and, if you’re a Facebook user, on Facebook too.

So I hope you’ll join me in writing a limerick with this first line:

A woman was trying to write. …

or

A fellow was trying to write. …

Here’s mine. (It’s a three-verse limerick, but a standard one-verse limerick is fine, of course.)

Writerly Verse
By Madeleine Begun Kane

A woman was trying to write.
Ev’ry sentence and phrase was a fight.
She hated each line.
Too much whine. (Too much wine?)
And decided to call it a night.

She started again the next day.
But her muse seemed to be on delay.
So she showered and walked.
Inspiration still balked.
Though agnostic, she started to pray.

She returned to her screen with a curse.
Started typing for better or worse.
Tried to block her left brain,
Or her right, or the twain.
Then punched keys till at last she found verse.

Please feel free to write your own limerick using the same first line and post it in my comments. And if you’re on Facebook, I hope you’ll join my friends in that same activity in my Facebook Limerick-Off post.

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Sheer Madness: My Non-Existent Book (Limerick)

Wednesday, February 16th, 2011

Over the years I’ve written enough humor columns, limericks, and sundry light verse to fill two or three collections. And one of these days I may even get my act together, stop procrastinating and self-publish at least one of them. I mention this because Big Tent Poetry’s latest prompt urges us to come up with a name for a future book and then write a title poem for that non-existent book.

Yes, I know this is Sheer Madness, which is also the title of my non-existent humor collection:

Sheer Madness
By Madeleine Begun Kane

I’m hoping to publish a book
With an excellent concept and hook.
It’s title? Sheer Madness,
Reviewed please sans badness,
Sold on paper and Kindle and Nook.

Bad Memory Limerick

Tuesday, February 15th, 2011

My memory is so bad, that when I spotted the upcoming memory prompt at Haiku Heights I forgot the obvious — that the prompt was for haiku. Ah well, here’s my Bad Memory Limerick:

Bad Memory Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane

My mem’ry is bad — getting worse.
It’s a failing I constantly curse.
I forget what I’ve done,
People’s names, whom to shun.
Now what was the theme of this verse?

(For those who can actually remember something, here’s a spot to post your memories in verse.)

Epiphany (Tanka)

Saturday, February 12th, 2011

Epiphany (Tanka)
By Madeleine Begun Kane

My muse teases me,
Awaiting epiphanies
That never arrive.
So I must go it alone,
Writing until I’m amused.

(Note: Tanka is five line Japanese poetry which pre-dates haiku and whose syllabic form is 5-7-5-7-7. I usually think of it as haiku plus two more 7 syllable lines. My Epiphany Tanka was inspired by the Writers Island epiphany prompt.)

Blue Limerick

Wednesday, February 9th, 2011

This week Big Tent Poetry prompts us to cheer ourselves up and cure whatever’s ailing us by writing poetry. I’m no cheerier than before, but at least I did write a relevant limerick … sort of:

Blue Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane

Our topic today feels perverse:
It’s curing our blues with some verse.
If I write something happy
It’s sure to be crappy.
And bad limericks make me feel worse.

The Problem With The Media Explained

Tuesday, February 8th, 2011

The Problem With The Media Explained
By Madeleine Begun Kane

The journos compete in a race
To file columns and fill blogging space.
So nonsense abounds
In ill-informed mounds
Of opinions and factoids off base.