A Leprechaun’s Gaze, Part 2
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He bade me, “Come! You need a rest!”
He drew his flask, “Please, be my guest!”
My guard withdrawn, my throat gone dry
My pity for the man ran high
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The sun had yet begun to set
So down I sat with no regret
Refreshing wine he passed to me
I gave a toast to harmony
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I asked him how he knew this place
A smile flashed across his face
Wrinkles deepened to disguise
The teary trails of rainbow eyes
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I waited long for his reply
The hours slowly crept on by
I could not let him get away
Though night be setting on the day
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“What are you thinking?”, I decried
He seemed to take it all in stride
I thought him dead, but then he rose
Brushing the cobwebs off his nose
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Padding pockets, feeling around
His fingers dug until they found
A quaint little book, looking quite old
Containing stories never told
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As he began to tell his tale
“Reflections On The Wishing Well”
The elderberries cast their spell
Into the deepest sleep I fell
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March 8, 2009 at 1:48 pm
Hi Keith,
This is developing into a wonderful story! I really saw myself sitting at the
campfire and you, playing the guitar, chanting this tale
Hope it will have more than 3 entries, you have me hooked!
March 8, 2009 at 5:11 pm
Thank you so much, Mieke!
I’m making this up on the run.
Halfway through the third lap now,
and I still can’t see the finish line.
But I know the deadline is March 17.
Part 4 is now a distinct possibility.
Thanks for stopping by, and
thanks for the comment, too! UT
March 9, 2009 at 9:44 am
Why a deadline, March 17?
Have you entered some kind of contest?
Formula 1 racing?
March 9, 2009 at 9:50 am
Lol, I spelled my name wrong
March 9, 2009 at 9:58 am
Lol, Mieke!
I did a woops, too, St. Patrick’s Day is the 17th,
so It’ll be done by the 16th. I’ll need that lucky charm. UT
March 13, 2009 at 12:22 am
The elderberries cast their spell
March 13, 2009 at 12:51 am
Can I get you a drink, Adriana?
March 13, 2009 at 12:57 am
For some of you Boomers…
Remember “Homeward Bound”, by Simon & Garfunkel?
I kept time to that song when I couldn’t afford to focus on this.
March 14, 2009 at 8:05 pm
Elderberries are definitely potent.
March 14, 2009 at 8:44 pm
I really wouldn’t know , Ed.
Are they like huckleberries?
As in—they get you up and running
first thing in the morning?
Do you, too, have bears in them woods?
March 14, 2009 at 9:11 pm
No we don’t have huckleberries and badgers do for bears
There is a drug in elderberries that makes you sweat and thus they have been used to shift a cold or flu or just as the basis for a rather potent home-made wine. Alcohol plus that drug could be lethal!!
I remember well my Grandpa in full swig, cold flannel compresses draped upon his fevered brow, when Mother saw that, even he, had overdone it
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March 14, 2009 at 9:40 pm
Waayow, Ed! Datz sum kinda insad infermation yuz have darr!
I had dem darr huckaberries when once I dun drove up ta Idawhoo.
An when I dun seen dat a bar does definutly shit in da woods?
I done knowd da troof rot darr! Dun sed, Unko Trayee