Lymerick

The Tears of the Washerwomen

'Dia das Bruxas' in fashionable São Paulo
or 'Saci Da' as some may prefer to follow
is likened to a festive Halloween party
where ghouls, witches, and pirates hearty
dance to see the washerwomen chororó

10/15/2025

• https://saopaulosecreto.com/en/hallo...ns-what-to-do/
• https://www.connectbrazil.com/halloween-in-brazil/

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor

Those were great links, Tailor! I especially liked the song Saci by Astrud Gilberto.

This week Esther Chilton offers "bread" to be used in a limerick: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/10/...cription_popup

Although some say the moon's made of cheese,
is there wine and fresh bread with that, please?
Are there olives as well
and soft moonbeams to tell
of that night with the soft light through trees?

Thanks for those wonderful links about Halloween in São Paulo and a Saci song I didn't know yet. I only saw the links now as I rarely visit this thread thanks to YesNo's comment.

One more link with Saci Perere legends in English: https://fabulahub.com/en/story/the-l...klore/sid-2402

Thanx :) Delightful Saci link with his lore of wisdom :)

Wonderful 'bread' limerick :) ... hope to revisit with an offering soon.

... and here it is:

Haight

A gaunt hippy once asked me for bread
Who bore signs of the Grateful Dead
Being socially inept
Inwardly I wept
And shared my submarine sandwich instead

10/20/2025

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor

Enjoyed the poem!

Thanks for the challenge, Y/N.

Nice, Tailor.
I’m getting Wharf Rat vibes from that one.

Wharf Rat, Grateful Dead:
https://music.apple.com/us/album/wha...07?i=311069640

Along those lines:

There was a beggar named August West
Asked for a dime as a bequest
Or a crust of bread
It’s been days, he said
Thank you, good sir, and please, be blessed

Also found it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsqifssXIuw for non-apple people

Great tune... Jerry and Bob and * inspired me to be comfortable with my voice :)

Enjoyed your poem Sancho, goes great with the song :)

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor

Thanks for the additional information on the Saci Perere legends, Danik. Nice poems on sharing bread (or a submarine sandwich), Sancho and Tailor!

This week Esther Chilton offers "dust" to be used in a limerick: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/10/...-limerick-255/

So much dust! Can a sneezer now trust
all the dust that a sneezer now must?
When I sneeze I will say
to the dust: Blow away!
But it stayed since it's just dusty dust.

Sneezers, lol... Enjoyed :)

Dust to Dust

So much to vacuum, so much to dust
Wood into woodstove, fails to combust
Rainwater drips when it rains into buckets
Lord how I wish to hear sweet clarion tuckets
Heralding Him I seek, in Him I trust

10/27/2025

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor

Haha! It’s not so much the dust as the pollen, eh, Y/N? I grew up SC and I remember the entire place being covered with an inch-thick layer of yellow pine pollen in the spring. Achoo! It’s not as bad up here in the PNW, but we do get a fair amount of fir pollen.

Tailor, I had to look up “clarion tuckets.” Well done.

Pretty little lies we tell ourselves just to get through the day:

There once a wharf rat named August
His clothing and hair dirty and mussed
Loved Pearly Baker
Questioned his maker
The dreams of a good life turned to dust


Ya know, when I first heard that tune I got a strong visual of an actual beggar I’d come across in San Fran’s Fisherman’s back in the early 80s. I wondered if Robert Hunter had come across the same guy, or a similar one. I also tend picture Hunter as the narrator, maybe on one of his more down-and-out days.

Woo! Depressing. I feel the need to get back to limericks where the protagonist is from Nantucket.

There was a young guy from Nantucket
Jamming to sweet clarion tuckets
He had a big gong
And then in the song
He just wound up and struck it

Those protagonists from Nantucket LOL!

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor

I agree with "in Him I trust", Tailor. And I agree that the inch-thick pollen is far, far worse than the dust in SC, Sancho.

The word this week is "litter" for Esther Chilton's Laughing Along With A Limerick prompt: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/11/...-limerick-256/

Be not bitter. Don’t litter away
all the moments, those nows, when you play,
since those nows are one now.
There’s just one anyhow
and that one wondrous now is today.

Who is this Esther Chilton gal anyway?
I’m not going to Esther. You Esther.

Anyway, on with Esther’s challenge. What can I say? I’ve still got game 7 on the brain.

Ode to Yoshinobu Yamamoto:

Up to the plate stepped the pinch hitter
Yelled at the mound, “don’t throw me no litter.”
Expected a four seamer
A real fastball screamer
But instead got the off-speed splitter

Whoosh.

Enjoyed both limericks of special moments... How about them bums !

All That Glitters...

Festive candy wrappers all aglitter
From tiny hands aflitter
Make their way to windblown streets
During trick or treats
Add to fallen leaves' susurrus as litter

11/3/2025

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor

I don't know much about Esther, Sancho. She has published collections of stories and a children's book. Her posts are often writing prompts or book reviews. I have seen such glitter on windblown streets, Tailor. I wondered what it was until I realized it was just litter.

The word this week is "snacks" for Esther Chilton's Laughing Along With A Limerick prompt: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/11/...-limerick-257/

All the snickety snacks in my pack
are quite tasty and none of them lack
a smart crunch. One or two
might sound odd, but a few
sound delightful when crunch leads to crack.