Miss-n-a-kiss and a-kiss-n-a-miss
If you want the gift of gab
go where the magic is at
the legend is well known
you must kiss the Blarney Stone
Miss-n-a-kiss and a-kiss-n-a-miss
Kiss the Blarney Stone!
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A Leprechaun’s Mischief
Not sure if this one counts. I was attempting an Ae Freislighe style of poetry but it was hard. When I finally finished, I went to bed and as I drifted off to sleep, I realized I didn’t get the dunadh! Which means, it was not in fact done. Not sure if my dunadh works but this is my first attempt.
On record as mythical
I walked around Dublin
searchin for the mystical
hopin gold would be comin.
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Continuing with my Ireland poetry, I thought instead of merely being inspired by the locale, I should attempt to express myself using an Irish form of poetry. While this is my first attempt at Dechnad Cummaisc, hopefully it isn’t too terrible. While challenging, it was fun to try!
I traveled to a distant shore
for adventure
a lyrical place of beauty
to be, for sure.
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I traveled the Ring of Kerry
hoping for inspiration
some form of desperation.
While looking at all the beauty
nothing worth thinking came to me.
Continue readingNot a great limerick but written near Limerick
I passed through Limerick, Ireland and stayed nearby. So, I had to try my hand at a limerick.
There once was a girl from Wyoming
that went to see the seaside one morning
hoping to see
the great big sea
instead she saw absolutely nothing.
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This morning
I sat down to write
not because I have anything
important to say
because I don’t
Continue readingAutumn and Spring
Truth is
a cool autumn day can be
the exact temperature
and same weather wise
as a warm spring day.
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A Tale of Two Seeds
Imagine
two seeds planted.
One seed’s
watering can
was flattering truth
and its sun
was hard truth.
Continue readingSmiles
Smiles are meant for joy
but some smiles hide pain.
It’s hard to tell by looking
what a smile may contain.
Is it truth or just a ploy?
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