Joe Maverick Poet Enclosed Rhyme

Celtic Fire

The smoke its blue what little rises, embers red; midst black ash silent
the hounds lie down  the talk is slow, a song is requested the answers no.!
That's not the end, more voices exclaim.' cajoling then condemning, and praise." 
So feet do stir the voice is raised, against deep silence strong tones pervade
The notes are lilting with strength and range,
 Memories are fired  As thoughts are changed,
 Tears do form, unseen in eyes, above the linn 'neath darkening skies..!

copyright Joe Maverick 2014

The word linn describes a pond or pool in Irish
gaelic..'

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Pandita Sietesantos December 26, 2014 at 2:53 PM I am a lover of anything Celtic - mystical and magical- whether it is music, art, poetry, or prose- and this excellent piece has captivated me! I love it! Pandita. Joe Maverick January 18, 2021 at 11:41 AM Thank you Pandora, a late reply to your kind comments I trust all is well with you'

Don Johnson November 2, 2014 at 5:15 PM and underneath the stoic bog, the limbs did move though not a frog, and heaving up and lunging forth, it staggered away off to the north, no not a bloody groundhog :} love your poetry Joe ol mate... Joe Maverick January 18, 2021 at 11:47 AM Hello in the next plane Don, I am later than even my reply to Pandora, but I know time is not a factor where you are Now, I always valued your input and friendship.'

Scott Thirtyseven November 2, 2014 at 5:36 AM Nice words. Excellent last line. Joe Maverick January 18, 2021 at 11:48 AM Hi Scott thank you so much for your support and interest All my best to you'

Liam Mcdaid October 21, 2014 at 8:54 PM oh i just love how this drew for me joe excellent pen an old celt myself Joe Maverick October 25, 2014 at 1:37 PM Thank you so much Liam, I am not up to much at the moment, your visit is most welcome though..'

Andrea Dietrich October 3, 2014 at 9:18 PM Here I am back at this poem of yours I like so much! Thanks for the visit, Joe and for reading my exaggerated version of my eyes!!

Maurice Yvonne August 21, 2014 at 1:13 AM i just love your work. i am more than impressed.

Robert Lindley July 22, 2014 at 10:41 PM I like this write Joe. Imagination, emotion and strength all exhibited so very well! BBravooo!!!

Daver Austin June 22, 2014 at 8:40 AM Sounds like a hunt or a camping excursion. The title pervades to give the piece form. My eyes are so bad that I've skipped over your Humpty poems. I have to use a magnifying glass to read. I'll catch up later, old friend. Love, daver

Andrea Dietrich June 20, 2014 at 11:31 PM Hi, Joe. How are ya doing?

Carolyn Devonshire June 16, 2014 at 2:58 AM Dear Joe, I really enjoyed your description of the fire as well as the memories it stirs. You may feel you are beneath "darkening skies" right now, but your friendship is a shining light in my life. Love, Carolyn

Harry Horsman June 15, 2014 at 5:22 PM awesome Joe,,truly a sense of pride, within Celtic Fire

Jack Horne June 15, 2014 at 8:35 AM this is awesome, Joe. Hope you're enjoying your weekend

Andrea Dietrich June 8, 2014 at 11:29 AM hey, you silly, it doesn't matter who the cab driver was. It's all about Frank. hahaha.

Jack Horne June 7, 2014 at 4:25 PM really like this, Joe. Hope you're having a great weekend, my friend

Don Johnson June 5, 2014 at 7:20 PM Great poetry here Joe! All well this way ...lifes a bitch then she buggers off:}

Justin Bordner June 3, 2014 at 4:32 PM When art is fire ancesters hum in shallow stars. A great mystical poem Joe. J.A.B.

Andrea Dietrich June 3, 2014 at 3:58 PM very descriptive one, Joe. It's really nice to see you have this new poem posted today!!

Sara Kendrick June 3, 2014 at 10:28 AM Very descriptive work..I am wondering if it refers to the group Celtic something..I see them sometimes on TV..I am very impressed with their talent..Thanks for stopping by ..With just a click of the mouse, the owl did fly..Sara