If "bad luck" had horn and tail
Without a doubt, I was a deer herd...

Shamrock Lucky Charm Poem

Four Leaf Clover

One leaf is for success,
One leaf is for being blessed,
One leaf is for your beautiful music,
One leaf is for being charmed. ---

Shamrock,

(S)plendid green clover.
(H)ere lies some fields of four leaf clover.
(A)stonishing *** of the golden coin.
(M)any have never had such luck.
(R)ainbows' end we have reached.
(O)n our lucky way to.
(C)atch a leprechaun we did today.
(K)indness blessed us with luck now.

When, we freed the little green elf.
He passed a lucky golden shamrock.
on to us from his belt.

This has been a lucky.
Saint Patrick's Day that gave us.
a new friend that passed some luck
on to us today...

Copyright © 2015 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

I stubbed my toe and yelled out, "****!"
But blessèd be that Irish luck!
For had I not an Irish root,
I would've surely lost the foot!

I didn't know that I could feel this strongly about every breath another human being takes, or for that matter, who's lucky enough to breathe that same air.

Fetid skin,
taut,
   and splitting.

Organic treacle
       seeps through the cracks.

Unending pain.

Why?
           the question floods across your mind, Why?

A moments pause
      Then a reply,

*Because you deserve it.

Shrouded by hunger and malice,
Daybreak shatters the sword,
Daybreak shatters the chalice;
The mirror sings seven years; its word
Is eternal so seven years shall pass
Before its flimsy voice cries relief
And forgives the girl in desolate dress.
Spare us immortal grief.
Bend and bend and please do not break
Your sanity, your staple, your soul is at stake.

How many hearts are we born with?
Two? Twelve?
And when we die, are there any left over?
Because when we get our hearts broken,
somehow we find it in ourselves to love again.
From the wee age of "puppy love"
all the way to "always and forever", we get back up.
No matter the hurt we endure, we can find a way to revive ourselves.

Or at least most of us, I see,
because while everyone is defrosting their backup hearts,
I lie here dying.

Being born so long ago I must not have been lucky enough.

Why am I here?
Am I simply a placeholder
Sitting
In hopes of a way out
Maybe, no, yes, I'm just a placebo
Easing my way through a loophole
Accessing every cheat code
Now it seems I've run out of cheats
Taking them for granted to complete
Task after task after task.
Or, have I just run out of luck
Dreading this day
I guess it has struck
Even though I've been waiting for it.