Open Poetry #19 |
Little Green Laughter |
Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
Little Green Laughter ~~~ Sunshine sweeps above the dale while shades of heather lift their veil Then gentle mist of morning swirls enhancing dawn with nature's pearls ~ See songbird's flight encircle glen to spot late crawlers in search of den But ... not all that dwells in understory hides this day ... this day's their glory ~ The songbirds flee the piper's grin "Far Darrig O'Malice ... yer at it again" The silence broke the wildwoods rustle From near and far the wee ones hustle ~ The songs roll out the barrels too the leprechauns abandon shoe They all break out one piece of gold To waste before their play grows cold ~ They barter sheep while lifting hogs They saddle ... ride the farmer's dogs And all the while they laugh and shout they never spill their mugs of stout ~ The Cluricauns with stouter trumpet Decent the town Subdued the strumpet Spent their purse to chase romance The quean much slicker ... she stole their pants ~ Within the glen with dusk's approach the smoke is thick as suppers roast The music swirls the echoes sail The dancers chant an Irish tale ~ An those with naked butts were taught They stop ... it gives the bugs a shot Far Darrigs crawled beneath the kegs they popped the corks and filled their legs ~ St. Patrick blessed another year The sound of snoring is all you hear ~~~ |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Seems to me some history crept into this story's tale by way of want, by way of tiddle seems to me, you've left a riddle... perhaps it is just the music then that plays its song to me a bit of time travel I've seen there, among the snoring green... |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Sunshine sweeps above the dale while shades of heather lift their veil Then gentle mist of morning swirls enhancing dawn with nature's pearls Rex - I love this!! Excellent write. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
What a lovely picture you have painted of the little green people Rex. I love the story and the images it brought to mind. If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
Ah, this is great entertainment on St. Paddy's Day! Shenachie |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
BRAVO!!! Oh my gosh, this is a delightful celebrative declaration to this merrymaking holiday, sweet friend, I LOVE IT!!! (big hugggsssssss) Your gorgeous words of cheer always bring laughter to these pages, sweet friend, we all love you so much! HAPPY ST. PATRICKS DAY!!! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Rex, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Ah, ye little green'uns, drunk an snorin. HAHA. I enjoyed this one, Rex. |
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Silver Streak Member Elite
since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625FL, USA |
Rex, a great one for the day of green. Thanks. ((Rex)) -newell Sharing God's Love through perfectlovepoetry.com |
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