A Grave Insect: Two Limericks for Thursday

graveA dash on a gravestone,
expresses how you’ve grown
A sister rendered into dates,
because death wouldn’t wait.
It left only her bones.


Okay I missed the imperfect mark but I got the enjambment and the limerick rhyme scheme. Two out of three ain’t bad. I’ll take it. On second thought…


~ Trial 2 ~

A fuzzy object,

causes me to exclaim, “it’s perfect!”

Until I pick up my glasses…

then the truth bashes.

Is that thing an insect?