St. Patrick wore green
But in him no Irish was seen
Capture at sixteen
By Irish pirates would mean
Of sin Ireland he’d clean
Tanka
Read this article stating the “Truth of who St. Patrick really was”
Tag: Irish
Breastplate of Faith
Patrick is Ireland’s patron saint
Though a true Irishman he ain’t
A simple sheep herder was he
A slave he was til age twenty
Then he met God and caused the devil to faint
Limerick
“The Breastplate,” Patrick’s poem of faith and trust in God
Veronica Speedwell
Veronica Speedwell!
I am so pleased to meet you today,
As you bask in the sun along the roadway.
Your purple spikes reach toward the sky,
Attracting bird and butterfly.
You’re such a carefree perennial,
As you bid travelers “speed you well”.
I think in my garden you should dwell,
Miss Veronica Speedwell .
Leona J. Atkinson
05-09-13
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 