Quote By Poet "March will start Spring off with a big smile."
March is a great time of the year,
St. Patrick's Day they serve green beer.
Four leaf clovers bunnies are hopping,
let's go green dress shopping.
Pretty flowers are now blooming,
the green grass needs grooming.
Categories:
clovers, animal, drink, fun, green,
Form: Rhyme
How do the green clovers,
feel,
In the Autumn sun,
And Moonlight,
Embraced by the high maples,
caress of mango wind,
And a sweetly beautiful lady,
They feel the blush,
Of her Beauty,
Its irises and rose,
And enchanted kisses,
Of its hymns
Reynaldo Casison
Categories:
clovers, beauty, nature, woman,
Form: Lyric
He walked past them for a month or two
Having no idea they were waiting there
Until he sat down to take a rock from his shoe
And three four-leaf clovers were waiting there.
What can it mean? Is it a sign from his wife?
She has been gone for a year, to a heavenly life.
She was Irish you see, and full of promise and hope.
He spotted those four-leaf clover and felt like a dope.
How long has she been trying to get my attention?
He starts to collect them, and feels all kinds of affection.
The day that I found them was good luck for me.
I know that she is watching, and waiting for me.
Categories:
clovers, death,
Form: Rhyme
Categories:
clovers, remember,
Form: Haiku
pull the out
its soon cold rout
for heatlh is weath
dress like a goat
have
CLOVES AND COAT
Categories:
clovers, adventure, clothes,
Form: Light Verse
Like clover petals
We bind together for all
Good Ol' Irish Luck
For the love of green
From Ireland so it seems
Originally
A tough bunch we are
Catholic Mobsters due east
Fight Protestant Priests
Drink till half past three
Story telling Histories
Of our Ancestry
Revised 05/05/16
Categories:
clovers, dedication, devotion, family,
Form: Haiku
Covered in Clovers
With a green pen I scratch out this holiday cheer,
as I chug down another pint of Guinness Green Beer.
Reminiscing with compatriots from our ancestors country of old,
the unconquerable island surrounded by waters of aquamarine cold.
All our blarney and boisterousness of our Irish Ancestors comes out,
no matter what kind or how much beer is consumed pale ale or stout.
Pretending like we we're in a pub in lovely downtown Dublin, Ireland,
acting up like the fools, dontcha wanna know these crazy men?
There's no place on earth as beautiful for I've searched the world over,
Not one place can compare to this island meadow all covered in clovers.
Categories:
clovers, beauty, color, drink,
Form: Couplet
I sat there for hours
Sprawled out on a carpet of green
Searching for a four leaf clover
NO LUCK!
Written by Gwendolen Rix
11-21-14
Categories:
clovers, childhood, dream, summer,
Form: Free verse
be ready be steady
make life better
dress for the weather
be sugg
where clovers
slick like rat wear ahat
young or old goat
its
CLOVER HATS
ND WARM COAT
Categories:
clovers, addiction, life,
Form: Light Verse
its that again
to tuck it in
your hand
they can ony stand
so much
for them have a soft touch
like no other you must cover
when its cold
also your noses
must be sugg
buy
WINTER CLOVERS
Categories:
clovers, adventure, devotion,
Form: Light Verse
With a friend of my deceaced love
I sent a prayer way up high and above...
It was for a sad man who didn't believe
in a power greater than himself...
He lost his heart up on a crowded shelf,
for him I felt so sad and began to weep...
he was angry and I was scared
he'd been locked up and left in a cage
left alone for a very long time...
really hurt him and set up a rage
So I looked up to the sky and I asked for a four leaf clover
regretting my life over and over
To my surprise I searched only but a second
there it was...an answer to my prayer...
he said to me... do it again...just beware...
Like the heart of an innocent mistake
my heart began to quake...
I whispered to my God... please... do it again just for him
then I brought him twenty-six more that resembled the first
hoping those twentyseven clovers would deeply quench his thirst...
Categories:
clovers, hope, heart, prayer, heart,
Form: Rhyme