spellbound

spellbound

A Poem by Donald Meikle

 Come dance with me my sight full friend.

We'll dress in Kelly green. 
Twirl me through yon branches then, 
Come help my heart to keen. 

I know ye hear the the music lad, 
I've seen yer tappin feet. 
The notes are high, and so am I, 
come swing me to the beat 

Let's skip an' dance in wild romance. 
Come whirl and twirl a while. 
Your secrets safe wi me me lad, 
Oh now I see y' smile! 

away, awa, we'll dance so far, 
y'll swear we've come aboot. 
Just have a sip from this wee jar, 
Before ye've taken root. 

© 2008 Donald Meikle


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while I realize Scotts and the Irish are a different breed, I have to admit that this appeals to the half -Leprechaun in me, looking forward to St. Patty's day, this was fun to read, whatcha got in that jar Scotty?

Posted 11 Years Ago


Donald Meikle

11 Years Ago

Tullamore dew Tweetch'is due

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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..