An authentic Gaelic writer, also known as a seanchaí, I am not, but what fun it is to play with words while thinking about the characters found in Irish pubs on this day celebrating Saint Patty. Many are doing what seems to come natural to them – oral storytelling.

Hundreds of years ago the Irish placed great value on things of the spirit, mind and imagination because material goods were hard to come by. They put faith in their gift of gab to deliver a good tale in the local public houses, bars and pubs.

On this day when everyone seems to find a little Irish in them, Happy Wearing of the Green!

*****

An Ode to Irish Writers

Tierney O’Leary 

Felt awfully dreary.

Lack-luster and paled

from too much ale.

The Irish fog had lasted too long

it was time to find a new song.

So, he went to the chapel

to kinda grapple.

A decision was made

which he obeyed.

Life became lived much safer

on grape juice and wafer.

He wrote with great fervor

it became a life preserver.

He was no longer sad 

instead, an upstanding lad.

Oh, the power of art

when set on one’s heart.~~

©Sue Batton Leonard

Happy St. Patty’s Day to all

May you never stumble and fall!

“Tír gan teanga, tír gan anam. A country without a language is a country without a soul.” ― Pádraig Pearse, Architect of the Easter Rising in Ireland