Little more than life and death

"The Original Adventure"
Remember the spiral that brought you to light
Pulling you down in a moment of fright
              By casting all doubt
              You clawed your way out
Venturing forth from the black womb of night

"Resurrection"
Three and a half years without any rain
No crops in the field and the livestock in pain
              At last thunder struck
              A change in our luck
And finally the orchards are blooming again

"Butter of Immortality"
There's a legend of yore, from when gods were maternal
When Vishnu and Shiva fought forces infernal
              From the Milky Way fountain
              With a snake 'round the mountain
They churned out a batch of the Butter Eternal

The Grover Beach Grunge

This one goes out to the legions of Granola groupies who have been begging for more locally-inspired Limericks. In response to the relentless and overwhelming demand, it is my pleasure to present you all with "The Grover Beach Grunge" . . .

Rednecks rush out to the sand dunes of Grover
Breaking their limbs when their buggies roll over
              An egregious offense
              With no common sense
They might as well bulldoze the White Cliffs of Dover

Original Goddess & Earth Mother

Close your eyes for a moment and pause
Removing yourself from the natural laws
              Imagine your tomb
              Like a watery womb
And embrace Artemis, the original cause

another metaphysical dilemma

Limerick #366
Stand by the river, examine her course
Moving with steady unstoppable force
              As the cycle goes round
              The first drop can't be found
And still we expect to uncover the source