For some reason I got thinking about love poems the other day and I realized something. I’ve seen many love poems over the years, and a few of them were even meant for me. some of them are quick, simple and awful, some of them are long, complex, overly drawn out and awful. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve gotten some really sweet ones and hopefully I’ll get a few more, but I find that a lot of the time the writer tries way too hard to get across in words what could easily be expressed in much simpler terms or better yet, with a kiss. But that’s not what I realized, I always knew that.
As I sat here pondering this issue I was struck by the realization that even though I’ve read many love poems, there’s 1 thing I’ve never seen, a love limerick. Why is that? Limericks are arguably the most accessible form of poetry in existence. They’re rigidly formulaic which makes them reasonably easy to put together and they’re not intimidating to the non-English literary set, a group to which I’m fairly sure I belong.
But after giving it considerable thought I think I’ve come up with the reason for the lack of love limericks. It boils down to 1 simple truth, that being that thinking them up is goddamn hard. Seriously, sit down and try it for a little while. It’s not as easy as I thought. Maybe it’s because I’m still a little bit sick and by the time I got to the third line my head was spinning, but it’s not as simple as it looks.
Feel free to prove me wrong, that would make me happy. I’ll keep trying to prove myself wrong too, because I honestly feel that the limerick is a vastly under-rated poetic art form that deserves far better than the beating it takes from the elite of the poetry world who are constantly trying to diminish it’s worth as a style in an attempt to prop up their own overly wordy non-rhyming brand of whatever the hell that stuff is. Let’s show them that the limerick and all of it’s greatness has a place, and a prominent one at that, in the world of writing. Together, we might just be able to do this.