So to take your mind off the snow and wet and floods...how about a new contest here at Darby Central?
It's National Poetry Month, and we are going to celebrate with a book give-away each week. The winner will receive a copy of my new book A WALK THROUGH A WINDOW, plus a copy of a book of Canadian poetry. (More on that title, later.)
Here's what you have to do to win this week. We're going to start with a subject near and dear to my heart -- skateboarding. Because riding a board is such a phat and phun phenomena, it needs a snappy poetic form. How about a limerick?
Here's one to get you started...
Now, it's your turn. Surely...SURELY you can do better than this...!**
Enter as often as you like -- one limerick at a time.
No illustration required, of course -- it's the poetry that feeds us, man.
We're already doing a draw on Friday, April 3 for CC Humphrey's book, so let's make this draw for next Friday... April 10th, that is. And if you post about this contest on your own blog (or give us a tweet on twitter) and link back to show us where, Maurice and I will throw your name into the hat an extra time.
Okay -- let's do it. Show us your limerick, throw in a skateboard and a new book could be yours!
And I promise we'll elevate the poetic form for the next draw. Maurice is fond of a decent sonnet...
~Darby
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A boarder named Darby was skating
Along Yonge Street when she hit a large grating
Through the air she did fly
In the blink of an eye
Now a body-cast she's contemplating.
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There once was a girl named Jack
ReplyDeleteWatching some boarders she thought, "That's whack!"
Try as she might
She was quite a sight
When she skated into the wall with a SMACK!!
Hee hee! This is fun! Okay, one more for now...
ReplyDeleteI once watched a skateboarding hunk
Mess up his trick and hit a tree trunk
He practiced all day
Till dusk turned the sky grey
And his neighbour yelled, "Go home, you punk!"
Some would argue, Pissenlit, that these limericks are not poetry. I say they are -- play on!
ReplyDelete~Darby
My son and a skateboard don't mix;
ReplyDeleteHis wounds too often I fix;
Bruises, abrasions, and more,
His poor body abused and sore;
Yet it's me who needs the Rx.
The kid on my street had a birthday,
ReplyDeleteHis parents, so wise, thought they,
Would give him a board
To get him outdoors
And now he's got new scars each day.
gypsyrover21(at)yahoo(dot)ca
Skateboarders are so full of grace.
ReplyDeleteI thought I would try to replace
My shoes with a board
Then I went over a cord
Then flipped just to land on my face.
True story. Skateboards and I were never meant to be together.
gypsyrover21(at)yahoo(dot)ca
A skateboard, a helmet, and me,
ReplyDeleteCruising as fast as can be;
Along sidewalks I pump;
Over curbs I jump;
At the top of my lungs shouting, "Wheeee!"
Whoa! We've got some seriously banged-up limericks here -- AWESOME!!!!
ReplyDelete~Darby
Skateboarding is really awesome...
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOSH, look out for that opossum!
Gather up the nerve
And make a big swerve
And end up in the creek like flotsam.
You don't know how it feels;
ReplyDelete'Til you've skimmed along on four wheels;
Rollin' along;
Singing your song;
On your board wearing shoes with no heels.
I was in a fender-bender
ReplyDeleteWhen I skateboarded into a hotdog vendor.
He had right of way
And now I have to pay
'Cause now I'm a first offender.
We're having a lot of fun
ReplyDeleteSkateboarding out in the sun
Cruising the street
Is quite a treat
And now my limerick is done
I've never written a limerick before but this looks fun so here goes:
ReplyDeleteThere once was a boy named Dale
Who went skateboarding out in a gale
The skateboard went foul
And brave Dale went "OW!"
And now there's a used board for sale!
Lesley