The Mis-Adventures of Three Silly Boys
This is a real story. But the names have been changed to protect the innocent. LOL
BTW the leather is short for Dad's belt.
This is the fourth limerick I have written in two weeks. That's enough I think!
#2021
At the young mother he looked With worried, quizzical eyes Then said “How come you have Just one earring?” Startled, she grabbed both ears
Her eyes speak volumes A wide range of emotions She can’t verbalize Sparkle when happy Glisten with tears whene’er sad
A faint scent of jasmine Stirred up an emotion Long, long dormant She wore it often Her magic potion
Dusk it was And the sky vermillion; I spy the… Dropping behind the nebulous blue… I walked along The unspoiled ivory beach, mind tr…
Ever after seems so far, far away But it’s what we aim for every day We pray our love forever will stay Even after all our hairs turn gray… If we wish our adventure to succee…
Sliver of silver Lit the sky at eventide Behind clouds stars hide We admired from here below The beauty of afterglow
Our past life, it matters not When our misdeeds are forgiven With a clean slate, we start afres… And with eyes clear, we see heaven… Forget the past? Never must we!
A gift to see the world again Through the eyes of a two-year old The novelty and the magic And endless wonders to behold! Everything warm and innocent
Yes, he’s smart, way smarter than… Not me of course; though that’s de… But now he’s departed to the other… A deep sadness I feel; it’s unavo… Rivals we weren’t, but we could ha…
Today, it appears my world is blac… Yin and yang; utter darkness, bril… No shades of gray, either bliss or… The sadness I will keep; the joy… © F Aparici 05-11-2016
The evening breeze not as refreshi… And the silvery moon not as bright Behind dark clouds, stars are hidi… But I’m with you; so, lovely is t… When without you, something is mis…
I look at the green leaves filled… For when they die they turn to red… And fill our world with marvelous… Brightening forests before winter… Autumn leaves in psychedelic frenz…
There’s a billion and a half reaso… I stand in line, hoping for a wind… So that I’ll relish the rest of m… Aaaah! The magical power of the b… F Aparici 01/13/2016
He read the poems he’s written yea… Wow! he grimaced for they were ter… Now he’s worried what he writes to… Ten years later he’ll find lamenta… Guess he’s become more discriminat…
Sad Refrain I hear her whisper in the breeze I feel her spirit in the rain Her likeness I see in the clouds Her scent relieves all the pain.