
Photo by bloggeta
Is that cabbage between your teeth? Guinness on the breath? Corned beef dancing on your lip? Join the parade and get thee to the pub to celebrate . . .
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Photo by bloggeta
Is that cabbage between your teeth? Guinness on the breath? Corned beef dancing on your lip? Join the parade and get thee to the pub to celebrate . . .
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
[6th and last of a series of posts about my late October travels to southern Germany]
Short distance away
From my memories and heart,
A part of me now.


Image: Pixabay
Although poor, the four friends still have fun. With a six-pack, a deserted parking lot lit by a full moon, a radio, and a dart board game, they have created a makeshift outdoor pub.
“My turn tonight,” Derek says, as he straps the dartboard onto his butt and stoops over.

Sway of the flower
Moved by a breeze, or a sneeze
Dances like a tease.
Fancy meeting you,
Free fall like a waterfall;
No ties, just one night.

Image: Pixabay
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