Lymerick

On the porch at night I babble away to the moon
And then the world wakes up from their bedside tune
It's particularly amusing
Dawn and still confusing
Hold on to that thought, I might need to sleep soon

There once was a candidate named Jeb!
Friend of Billy Yank and Johnny Reb
Brother of Dubya
How's that rub ya?
Cos the voters interest seemed to ebb

^
I know...

Field Artillery

Then of course there is Hillary
Object of fierce GOP pillory
Friend of Obama
So, who's yo mama?
In the end we'll prolly get Billary

He's not worried about our nation's debts
Puts on a suit and gets the sweats
Not a chauvinist
A democratic socialist
Bu...Bu...Bu...Bernie and the Jets




*El Sancho listens to the classic rock station

I think I will write myself in,
An American way to begin
To get more attention,
Although I won't mention
I hope I don’t actually win.

My blood runs cold and my arse does pucker
My fellow Americans, don't be a sucker
Vote for Sancho
Not for Yesno
Because it's well known he is a pig ...

My platform is solid and true:
Even pigs should be called people, too.
Sure, they do funny things
And the thought of them brings
Me to bacon, but what can I do?

My opponent's platform is impractical
His claim of competence is laughable
Vote for Sancho
Not for YesNo
He has carnal knowledge of a farm animal

Carnal knowledge one need not resist.
Everyone needs a someone they’ve kissed
And if they’ve more than one
Then that complicates fun.
Politicians calm people they’ve pissed.

Then I propose an alliance
A ticket of mutual reliance
It'll require heart
A very dark art
Or at least a most strange science

Bedfellows only want rest.
The kinkier stuff I like best:
On the floor, up the wall,
Upside down till they fall--
True love must be put to the test.

There once was a fellow named Biddle
Whose favorite pastime was to diddle
He once opined
That he didn't mind
Being on top, bottom, or in the middle

hi everyone---im not too bad at limericks but I am thinking of trying to write some other forms of rhyming poetry. I was searching through a literature handbook I have and im convinced that overall, poetry can be pretty complicated and someone could probably get a four year degree in just that!

im wondering, along the lines of "I wanna walk before you make me run"---what a next easy step in the poem writing process might be? quatrains look doable.

I like quatrains even better than limericks. Although they are constrained by four lines with varied meters and rhyme schemes, one can say a lot with few words.

They would work with any of the poetry contests here, perhaps, even the avant-garde one. Those contests are excuses to practice writing something using a prompt.