there’s a dear little plant that grows in our isle
’twas saint patrick himself – sure – that set it.
and the sun of his labor with pleasure did smile
and with dew from his eye often wet it.
through the bog, through the brake,
through the mireland . .
and they call it
the dear little shamrock of Ireland.
we’re all irish today.
or so the saying goes.
i do have the more than wee drop though.
my great grandfather
on my father’s side
old jack tucker.
he’s the one.
irish to the core.
on me mother’s side
can only wonder how all those ancestral people
would get along with each other.
but what it did . . .
it somehow gave me something magically hidden
in my dna
that forever makes me drawn to
all things english
a most strange feeling.
an ancient celtic anglo mystery!
ever since I was “just a wee thing”
as my gramma used to say to me.
wonder if it’s also why the marine’s
drink of choice is
the irish call it a “meal in a glass.”
the emerald green of Ireland.
no drought there apparently.
be still my heart!
an ancient land
ghosts of kings in castles fair
beauty in a bridge from the ancient to today
all ’tis Ireland
and then of course
katie scarlett o’hara
oh FOR PETE’S SAKE! katie scarlett o’hara
why the HECK can’t you see what ALL the rest of us see?
it’s RHETT for pete’s sake, katie scarlett.
oh i despair.
at 17 when i read gone with the wind
i finished it one night at midnight.
then i stayed up til 2 the next morning
re-writing the ending. LOLOL.
it wasn’t so funny.
i got in trouble for it.
the next day being a school day and all.
here’s another irish beauty
that remains beautiful to this very day
feisty. red headed. full of life.
she took on john wayne many a time
and WON !!!
remember ‘the quiet man’ ?
that is one of my favorite movies.
it is visually stunning.
filmed entirely in ireland.
HEY! wake up you modern hollywood moguls.
it is one of the most sensual love stories of all time
and they stay fully dressed.
and you hear no panting nor see no gymnastics in bed
you simply see
fine acting and a marvelous story
and gorgeous people
fighting and loving!
and triumphing in the end!
(and i’m no prude. trust me.)
it’s just that they knew a thing or two about movies then.
and telling a good story.
no words needed here.
well. old bean.
time to wrap this up.
i have a tendency toward the blarney.
i try to squelch it.
but it’s a losing battle methinks.
may the road rise up to meet you.
may the wind be always at your back.
may your boat be yar!
and have a wonderful saint patrick’s day!