Limericks and poems

We have challenged people to send in their favourite poem

for this weeks competition.

Below are the entries:

 

1. Poem chosen by Olive

Love Bade Me Welcome: George Herbert’s Dialogue with God

Thus begins the dialogue between God and the soul in “Love III,” the last poem of George Herbert’s The Temple,1 a collection of 162 poems that Herbert described as “a picture of spiritual conflicts between God and my soul.” The imagery of the temple functions on several levels, representing the Old Testament temple, the New Testament church with Christ as its cornerstone, and the individual believer as the temple of God. All of these meanings are operating in Herbert’s poetry.

LOVE bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
            Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
    From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
            If I lack’d anything.

‘A guest,’ I answer’d, ‘worthy to be here:’
            Love said, ‘You shall be he.’
‘I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
            I cannot look on Thee.’
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
            ‘Who made the eyes but I?’

‘Truth, Lord; but I have marr’d them: let my shame
            Go where it doth deserve.’
‘And know you not,’ says Love, ‘Who bore the blame?’
            ‘My dear, then I will serve.’
‘You must sit down,’ says Love, ‘and taste my meat.’
            So I did sit and eat.

 

2. Limerick chosen by Jill

There was an old man called Bill

Who walked to the top of a hill

He looked at the view

Until covered with dew

He took to his bed with a chill

 

3. Poem chosen by Irene

My name is Bobby
I’m a Robin Redbreast
I hide in the hedge
On my very own nest

I come in the garden
Looking for food
And have a quick snack
If I feel in the mood

There’s water & seed
And big fat worms
There’s not a chance of catching
Those human germs

I’ll pose for photo’s
But you’ll have to be quick
Cos I’ll fly away
As soon as you click

I’m only little
But I pack a big punch
I’m your favourite bird
The best of the bunch

 

4. Limerick from Peter 

There was a man called Pete

Who lived along Broad Street

He took his daily walk 

And often stopped to talk

But kept away six feet! 

 

5. Limerick from Sally

There was an old lady in lockdowm

Who couldn't get into the town

Her hair was a mess

Causing distress 

People thought she looked like a clown! 

 

6. Limerick from Bridgette

I’m watching the news of our nation

With increasing amounts of frustration.

The message is clear,    

‘Stay at Home’ don’t you hear?

For we’re living in self-isolation!

 

7. Limerick from Eileen

A rabbit has entered our garden

Without a please or ‘sorry, beg pardon’

I have an idea

That will fill him with fear

Though my heart I will have to harden


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