My Irish Eyes Are Shining
On Natures Purple Haze
Imagine What To My Surprise
My Blue Eyes Stopped To Gaze
Buried Deep Within The Plum
A Tendril Began To Grow
How Timely It’s Appearance
St. Patrick’s It Did Show
Arriving Unexpectedly
I Doubt That Is The Case
For Gods Great Beauty Never
Accidentally Shows Its Face
Posted at http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/03/mag-57.html
© Lisa N ~ 3/14/2011
Lisa, I liked this lilting rhyme very much...last two lines very insightful.
ReplyDeletenatural yet creative tale.
ReplyDeletewell done.
That is lovely and so very true. Beautiful rhyming!
ReplyDeleteReally good closing lines.
ReplyDeleteWonderful magpie!
ReplyDeletecoloured perspective
Everything has a plan, eh?
ReplyDeleteWell written - highly readable and completely enjoyable!
ReplyDeleteThis is a special Magpie ... absolutely delightful.
ReplyDeleteRemarkable rhyming facility here.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this beautifully crafted poem.
ReplyDeletePoetry24…where news is the Muse
So lovely! Happy St. Patrick's Day!
ReplyDeleteExcellent piece, wisely done!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed it :)
True, but we don't always see it coming! Nice.
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