Hooray, I got to play today! The Poetic Asides prompt said “write something serious, or something silly”, and over at This Is Not A Literary Journal, the prompt called for dark limericks, in the vein of Edward Gorey. I have never written a limerick before, but I do love my fiction and TV when it’s gruesome and dark. I couldn’t imagine how to (and didn’t really want to) rhyme about anything too real or serious, so I went with classic monsters instead.
She thought him a true beau ideal,
til’ his razor sharp fangs he revealed,
She grabbed for a stake
but alas, it did break
and he drank all her blood with such zeal.
Two weeks from the day they were wed
disease took him right in his bed.
She cast a dark spell,
sprinkled herbs for the smell
and summoned him back from the dead.
A handsome young scholar named Fitz
under full-moons lost all of his wits.
He grew hair everywhere,
sharp fangs he would bare
and chew hapless old ladies to bits.
The NaPoWriMo site poses the challenge to write an index poem. This is something I have never done, but it seems like an interesting exercise. The example they give is this inventive poem by Thomas Brendler titled Index of First Lines.