A desperate limerick

☺This is a desperate attempt at a Limerick. It could be lots better but I’m sending this out any way:mrgreen:

Desperate Limerick
Things o’er which I cannot gloss
I try to change ‘cos I’m the “boss”
Obsessed with being in control
Sometimes I just forget to roll
And end up all day being cross!

Calle Fuente Alegre

The hour came
When we descended
The belly of our big avian cradle
Grateful for this one more favor
And the warmth of a May sun

We waded our way through the fringes
Winding and twisting to this new tale
Of a most beautiful city
Nestled daintily along the Coast of the Sun
Somewhere I never dreamed of

At the end of the road stood, to me
A most majestic mountain
First there was nothing
Then there was everything
How can I forget – the tail of Calle Fuente Alegre

Face

tonight
a much-desired homelessness
pulls at my heart strings – some nostalgia –
as the moon violates our privacy

see those conniving windows
yield to breezy coercion
leaving me more desirous
of this strange vulnerability

your face – it is heavenly –
a glassy reflection so divine
i can only imagine the glory
when Moses descended Sinai

tonight, May ends
yesterday the rains found strength
those strange hot winds could not but uphold
the beauty of your countenance