Celtic Green
If you are looking for gossip,
You have come to the wrong field.
We stand among the grass
The goats are quiet and still.
Gray and blue sky hangs just above.
A Celtic Mom and her daughter share love
Wisdom between them comes from the strife.
They bring generations of Maternal life.
Around them their ancestry stops to listen
The children although playing still pay attention.
The women before them flow through their veins
It is why they are , who they became.
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Youthful Wish
Blarney stone that must be kissed,
upon the young secret wish.
Leprechauns hide in the trees
Equinox calls winter’s eve.
Promising a rainbow’s gold,
tales of Gaelic undertake old.
Celts beckon their clover green,
caftan plaid skirts the genome.
Threnody hushed from the past…
renaissance wishes forever last.
Copyrighted: 2019 CMM
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