Leprechaun

Through my window I watched it float gracefully by
An eloquent specimen, a rare butterfly
Wings painted black and the brightest of green
The most breathtaking creature I ever had seen

It flew to the forest in a zig-zagging line
And landed to rest on the bark of a pine
Flushed with the thrill of the game hunters play
I stalked up and captured my elusive prey

It struggled and fought with great strength for its size
Prying and pinching, I heard muffled cries
“Release me!” It squeaked “I will NOT be your prize”
I saw tiny legs and angry little eyes

‘My god it’s a Leprechaun!’  I shouted with glee
‘You must grant me one wish now’…”So be it” said he
He slashed through my palm and bored to my thumb
Til it bulged to the size of a cartoonish plumb...

My fingers exploded in bits all around
Flesh and bone spattered, blood gushed to the ground
I stared in stark terror and mad disbelief
My mangled hand swaying like a dangling dead leaf

‘I’m wounded, I’m dying!’ In panic cried
And fled to my house to the bathroom inside
‘It’s ruined!’ I screamed as I bled in the sink
‘Now they will notice, now what will they think?’

‘I know I can never remove all these stains
I know that my eyes cannot hide all this pain
The veil has been shredded, the wall broken through
(I saw something move at the edge of my view)

There in the corner the Leprechaun stood
Black eyes spinning secrets of evil and good
He spread out his wings like a butterfly should
Ready to fly back to his tree in the wood

He spoke without speaking, "So, what have you caught?"
(My mind was struck dumb, stripped clean of all thought)
“Now” he laughed softly, “I shall grant your demand”
I sank to my knees then and reached forth my hand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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A. Sharma Avatar
August 4, 2015 at 1:32 AM
Congrats on ur awesome winning write Tim!
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August 2, 2015 at 11:54 PM
Tim, Congratulations, on your win. Thank you for supporting my contest. SKAT
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August 29, 2014 at 5:09 PM
Tim, thanks for supporting my one WORD title contest. Enjoy the win. ~SKAT~
A. Sharma Avatar
May 1, 2014 at 2:33 AM
Great fictional write Tim ! Well deserved fine win !!
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November 18, 2013 at 6:15 PM
Tim, . ;) Congratulation, on your winning fantasy poem... Sending Smiles. *LINDA*
Richards Avatar
November 18, 2013 at 10:27 AM
Wow......another poem that makes me wonder where the muse hides away for these poems!?? Well done, and congrats on your win !!
Mehta Avatar
November 18, 2013 at 12:07 AM
Congratulations on the fine win, Tim
Onclaud Avatar
November 17, 2013 at 11:22 PM
darn, this is way out of tis world, tim... you brought me there!.....applause to you for a shining win!...:) huggs
Eastman Avatar
August 19, 2013 at 10:15 AM
Quite a facinating write... Amazing really! Hope you hand got better after the accident! It sure left an impression on you.
Kendrick Avatar
August 4, 2013 at 4:44 PM
Wild imaginative story or maybe I should say dream..I bet that hand injury was very painful..Thanks for the visit to my work..The eggs were really scrambled but omelet sounded better..I can do one in a frying pan though..Sara
Gasun Avatar
August 4, 2013 at 2:57 AM
Wow! This is really an outstanding story my dear friend Tim. So grateful that you dropped by & I was able to come here & read this ahead of time. I did really enjoy so much. You're both a great & super talented story teller and poet. If this is for the contest, a sure super winner for me. Thank you so much for sharing & your stopping by. I'll include this in my fave;)))))). Thank you thank u soo much! Have a blessed Sundayl to you and your family! love lots and big big hugs, Leonora
Lamoureux Avatar
August 3, 2013 at 5:25 PM
What a great story Tim, I am smiling ear to ear. Delightful! I responded to your comment on my Mind Bender poem.
Hendricks Avatar
August 3, 2013 at 9:53 AM
You're a fine storyteller, Tim. I enjoyed this one top to bottom - and again. Sounds more like a nightmare than a dream. Must have been the tablets you used for the hand injury. Any more of those around (wink, wink)? Well done, fave poet mine. Licia :-) SOUPMAIL
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August 3, 2013 at 9:45 AM
Tim, what a story I was hanging on each word, outstanding, well done, Constance
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