key of c

Written for:  the Twiglets #112 – “in the key of c”

In a minor related incident,
the golden key of Charles was stolen.

C the key?
Now u don’t.

In the keys of life,
“c” is only one letter.

Gator’s Key

A girl from the Florida Keys
said, help me escape gator, please.
My foot’s in his mouth
and he’s headed south
responds only to chutney, and songs played in C.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
This entry was posted in Purple's Home and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

4 Responses to key of c

  1. Misky says:

    LOL! That limerick cracked me up.


  2. Jules says:

    Ah… gators – Reminded me of the Croc in Peter Pan…
    But then: Snout shape: Alligators have wider, U-shaped snouts, while crocodile front ends are more pointed and V-shaped. Toothy grin: When their snouts are shut, crocodiles look like they’re flashing a toothy grin, as the fourth tooth on each side of the lower jaw sticks up over the upper lip.

    The C’s of life can be confusing. Control, Contrite, Convoluted. But then some are OK too like Calm, Cooperate and Closeness 🙂


Comments are closed.