Notes About The Poem

For the St. Patrick Day's Poetry Contest of Oliver Mckeithan

A long time ago, I collaborated with the late great Connie Marcum Wong, my dear friend I had brought to Poetrysoup years before she passed away, We created this poem a long time ago, but it used to have a few more verses. I took out the parts Connie wrote to keep it my own. I have never been to Ireland, but I am 1/2 Welsh and part Scottish, Irish, and English. Happy St. Patrick's Day to all.

Blarney | Irish Village, Castle ...

What Is The Blarney Stone And Why Do People Kiss It?

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On Kissing the Blarney Stone

"There is a stone there, that whoever kisses, OH! He never misses, to grow eloquent" Author not mentioned at link to Blarney Stone - Blarney Castle

I walk the path amid the trees 
Where footsteps even now are tread,
where ancient stones of Blarney please, 
and lips upon the stone have wed.
 
 Enchanting are the turrets here
 bedecked in autumn's vines of red, 
the little stream that wanders near, 
and steps to where I'm being led. 

The Blarney stone at last I see, 
so bending backwards now to kiss 
the stone, my friend is holding me. 
That’s not a mark I want to miss! 

I have a thought;   I now can say
my mouth has touched where many more
have touched upon this stone of gray. 
How many thousands came before? 

Inside the marrow of my bones, 
I feel a thrill . Will eloquence 
be mine from having kissed this stone? 
I feel a chill of reverence!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Beaufort Avatar
April 3, 2025 at 12:51 PM
Hey Andrea, hope you get to see and kiss the stone for real. Then you will really know how true this is. Take care and be well!!
Dietrich Avatar
April 3, 2025 at 4:00 PM
Won't happen. My traveling days are behind me.
Kauffman Avatar
March 27, 2025 at 11:02 AM
So touching and wonderfully descriptive, Andrea with rhymes that flow like the River Boyne! Congratulations on your win! May inspiration continue to flow within you! Blessings! PS - it is so touching to know you and Connie worked together! Occasionally I run across one of her comments and realize how much I miss her!
mysore Avatar
March 27, 2025 at 12:30 AM
lovely. Congratulations on your win dear poet. Cheers!!!
Jones Avatar
March 26, 2025 at 9:12 AM
Congratulations on your win Andrea! My great grandmother was a McGee!
Mckeithan Avatar
March 26, 2025 at 6:11 AM
Hello Andrea. Congrats on your placement in my contest. I had the opportunity to kiss the Blarney stone but realized they did not clean between each kiss and I dont like hanging upside down 100 feet in the air. Also my wife says I talk too much any way so I didnt need to kiss it. Good one
Dietrich Avatar
March 26, 2025 at 10:08 PM
Ha! Thanks for the win.
Wolf Avatar
March 23, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Funny, how there are different strokes for different folks. One of my female relatives almost threw up when she found out that her husband had kissed the Blarney Stone, and hadn't even washed his face or hands afterward. Oh, well...
Dietrich Avatar
March 23, 2025 at 9:43 PM
I would do it. Think of all those women on Bachelor. All kissing the same guy and whoever he kissed before!
Godwin Avatar
March 21, 2025 at 3:43 PM
I teared up reading the intro. Your poem is beautiful, stirred me emotionally with its feel. I felt what you wanted the reader to feel after kissing the stone. I couldn't think of a thing to write about, but another part of me did, so I composed a bawdy limerick. Is upside down kissing required? CayCay
Empress Avatar
March 18, 2025 at 9:28 AM
Dear sweet andrea Im so sorry i forgot to wish you happy st patrcks day, i dont know much about the day but iv heard it is so. Hah! Hope you had a lovely one? You need to update me on that! I dont know it must be so heart wrenching to lose a poetic friend, i will be heartbroken if ever i lost you! Anyway! This is so well written and iv heard of this kissin stone! Makes me wonder will i ever try it? Knowing me ill be a germaphobe i think haha. Maybe a flying kiss. Would love to visit surely
DiMino Avatar
March 18, 2025 at 8:30 AM
Very nice, Andrea; true story? Or just good Blarney.
Tor Avatar
March 18, 2025 at 12:26 AM
Lovely Andrea sharing a wonderful tradition and sharing Connie was memorable and beautiful... Hugs...
Farmer Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 4:57 PM
Sweetly unveiling a tradition every descriptive step of the way, I like the energetic ending of reverence. The images are pleasurably vivid.
Cunningham Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 11:08 AM
Love this Andrea, kissed it a few years ago, I never shut up now. Connie is still missed on here, she had irish relatives. Happy St Patrick's day. Tom
Dietrich Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 11:14 AM
haha. And thanks what you said about Connie. Yes, she was at least half Irish and loved Ireland so much
Miller Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 9:30 AM
No need for you to go and kiss that stone Andrea, you already have the gift it bears. Great poem.
Dietrich Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 11:14 AM
what a sweet thing to say. Thanks. I could not travel there anyway. My conditions have made me not want to travel ever again
Read Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Hi Andrea, make sure you use sanitiser before kissing the blarney stone lol. xx
Buhagiar Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 3:37 AM
I spent two weeks in Ireland. Luckily we had fine weather. Darn my old sick age, I cannot travel now. Lovely poem and thanks for reminding me of the great Connie.
Andresen Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 3:05 AM
- Why do you kiss the Blarney stone upside down? ... I had to google ... "because that is the only way to reach the stone" - Great written, Andrea :) - hugs
Blown Avatar
March 17, 2025 at 1:07 AM
well....mmmhaha....blarney stone....that be an old term for a seat? lol ......len
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