Let this mind go wandering,
let it roam free with the carnival
across the hills of County Clare,
let it drink potcheen
with the circus clowns
steal trinkets with the petty thief,
let it search for truth in the
trash cans of the poor,
let it read the poetry of Cohen
the Jewish tailors boy,
let it hear the melody spill
from the travelers tin whistle.
Pass the bottle to the gypsy
light a cigarette for the *****
let it smell her perfume of
Patchouli and spice,
let it linger in the air,
let it see a portrait of
James Clarence Mangan
hanging crooked upon a wall …
Clay.M
Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 9:42 AM UTC
Let this mind go wandering,
let it roam free with the carnival
across the hills of County Clare,
let it drink potcheen
with the circus clowns
steal trinkets with the petty thief,
let it search for truth in the
trash cans of the poor,
let it read the poetry of Cohen
the Jewish tailors boy,
let it hear the melody spill
from the travelers tin whistle.
Pass the bottle to the gypsy
light a cigarette for the *****
let it smell her perfume of
Patchouli and spice,
let it linger in the air,
let it see a portrait of
James Clarence Mangan
hanging crooked upon a wall …
Clay.M
