Esther’s Challenge – Laugh-along-a-Limerick

Happy New Week to you all and welcome, once again, to Esther Chilton’s regular Monday challenge.

Esther Chilton

Those of us who are lucky enough to be attending the Swanwick Writers’ Summer School are very excited. The time is coming. Having missed out in 2020, we are so close to getting together. For the rest of us, is there something that we’ve been looking forward to that is now within reach?

Come closer, and I’ll whisper Esther’s one-word prompt to inspire your limericks.

Today, Esther’s one-word prompt is NEAR. So can you write a limerick using the word NEAR in it somewhere?

If you feel like writing a limerick about something else that is currently on your mind, have a go! Just let it flow. Delight us all with your creativity.

Post your submissions in the Comments on this post.

About Lance Greenfield

Blog: lancegreenfield.wordpress.com email: lancegmitchell@outlook.com I published my debut novel in December 2014: Eleven Miles. My second novel went live in February 2016: Knitting Can Walk!
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7 Responses to Esther’s Challenge – Laugh-along-a-Limerick

  1. I spent the day waiting to hear
    If my package was anywhere near
    I just got a text
    And now I’m quite vexed!
    It will arrive ‘sometime next year’ !

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  2. trentpmcd says:

    “Come near to me,” she said
    Her sultry voice filled my head
    But when she bit
    I had a fit
    That’s how I wound up dead
    *
    I love to travel so far
    By plane, boat and car
    But last year
    I had to stay near
    For a virus dropped the bar

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  3. Your first is both tragic and scary.
    Your second reflects the sad state of our world.
    We can but hope that the days when we will, once again, have the freedom to travel so far draw ever nearer.

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  4. peter freeman says:

    Comments are a near joke .

    Liked by 1 person

  5. There once was a family so dear
    That lived rather close just too near
    We could hear all their talk
    And the damn cuckoo clock
    I think I’ll just have me a beer

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