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The Leprechaun's Gift

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The Leprechaun's Gift

They were sittin thar leanin back in their chairs
Near the bar, down at old Murphy’s Pub.
When a tiny old man, with shillelagh in hand
Pushed open the door with his club.
Not the front door, the one back by the moor,
The door hadn’t been used for yars, 
But he slipped on through with his hat all askew
Then signaled old Murph for a beer.
Now, there was many a town where strangers abound
But not in the town Killyclare.
So word spread fast, until at last
Half the town’s lads were thar.
Twas then doncha know, the old man arose
And tiltin the hat on his head,
“Twas a time for sure, used this club for war,
Now I use it for lore instead.
There be stories told bout Leprechaun Gold
In a pot at the end of the bow,
And the wishes you’d get if it’s me you should catch
For the prize of letting me go.
But me darlins I pray on this very fine day,
Not ta be waistin yur time.
Ya see, all the Gold’s in yur heart doncha know,
As for wishes I’ll tell ya a rhyme.
     If ya wish for a miss just for ‘er kiss
     And a lassie with which just ta play,
     And don’t care for her heart cuz ya think yur quite smart
     Then you’ll only have fun for a day.
     If ya wish for gold the story’s been told
     Then you’ll miss out on silver and bronze,
     For the journey’s worth more than a pot of gold ore,
     It’s the struggle that makes yur heart strong.”
Then through the door blew a wind from the moor,
As the Leprechaun tapped with his cane.
Then he leapt upside down—on his hat spun around
And whirled out the door whence he came.
But, thar left behind, his shillelagh they'd find,
Now it’s hung on the wall by the bar,
So whenever a day that the story’s relayed
Folks come from near and afar
The shillelagh for sure is now used for lore
And held as a story is told,
And all that are thar, then whisper a prayer
Of thanks for the Leprechaun’s Gold!




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  1. Date: 2/25/2013 1:48:00 PM

    Congrats on your win..Sara

  1. Date: 2/24/2013 1:31:00 PM

    Craig and outstanding poem, a well deserved win. CONGRATS! Warm Smiles, Connie

  1. Date: 2/22/2013 9:04:00 PM

    I bet it took a bit of time to put this hull thang together. Real nice, Craig. Ya kept my interest the hull time.

  1. Date: 2/22/2013 6:01:00 PM

    hey, lookie here. YOu did GREAT with this one. Congrats, my friend.

  1. Date: 2/22/2013 2:00:00 PM

    This was hard to do! Congrad's on your win. Light & Love

  1. Date: 2/22/2013 1:40:00 PM

    Good advice from a wiley one! congrats on your big win - very entertaining :)

  1. Date: 2/22/2013 7:34:00 AM

    Congrats on your big win. Well deserved. Connie

  1. Date: 2/22/2013 3:57:00 AM

    Great imagination in this tale by you Craig!...Valuable wisdom in the Leprechaun's qoute...congrats my friend - Tim

  1. Date: 2/22/2013 1:43:00 AM

    Hi congratulations once more Craig, another well deserving of a winning spot...I am hoping for more time next week for more reading and commenting xx

  1. Date: 2/21/2013 9:35:00 PM

    Awesome...congratulations!

  1. Date: 2/21/2013 8:40:00 PM

    A great story well told. Congratulations. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 2/21/2013 8:29:00 PM

    wow..love your winning poem...pd

  1. Date: 2/21/2013 8:22:00 PM

    Craig, I enjoyed the fun read. Congratulations! RAY

  1. Date: 2/21/2013 7:29:00 PM

    Excellent job, Craig! I loved the topic and the Irish dialect. Congratulations on your win!

  1. Date: 2/13/2013 4:27:00 PM

    I enjoyed this very much...it flowed better than a good pint.

  1. Date: 2/13/2013 9:47:00 AM

    reat rhyme, rhythm, message... Terry

  1. Date: 2/12/2013 11:05:00 PM

    hey, you are really in the Irish spirit with this one, Craig. A well told yarn about that very wise leprechaun!

  1. Date: 2/12/2013 8:57:00 PM

    This is a beauty! I always love the lore of the Leprechaun's Gold..I live near some mighty Irish pubs...And every St. Patty's day the words are sure to be said.. :o)

  1. Date: 2/12/2013 7:02:00 PM

    Thanks for reading my writes, I have enjoyed yours this evening. Ahh the Irish and their tales. Light & love

  1. Date: 2/12/2013 2:44:00 PM

    Yes, my work "A Green Isle" was written for a contest and it has already been judged..The poet Emily Dickinson used that form a good bit..It is also called some kind of Ballad..Enjoyed reading this one..It has a good story line and rhythm and rhyme..If for a contest, should be a winner...Thanks for stopping by..Sara