raj
Nov 01, 2014
This poem is part of the workshop:

Can you make a limerick serious?

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Eye for an Eye. (Serious Limerick WS)

Guns keep booming with no end in sight
bombs keep dropping with all the might
war being fought, tooth and nail
bleeding bodies leaving a trail
no glimmer of light, this fateful night

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: Somewhere in the world, IND

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Comments

wesley snow

Poor limerick. Subject aside, it is almost a mystical taboo to change the rules and your lines three and four are way too long. It's a loose sort of anapest that I'm going to let Jess explain because he understands this form a lost better than I do.
The rhyme scheme was right, but the meter is troubled throughout. Jess's suggestion is to read a lot of other limericks. That's hard for me because I don't much care for the tawdry.

Ian.T

I wrote in iambic tetrameter
But became tired in my lazy boy seater
I thought why work
I’m not a jerk
It made me sit and titter

Yours, Sparrow. La, La.