The Wake of Patrick McKee
Why my cousin never made it to America64 total reviews
Comment from Seshadri_Sreenivasan
I'm not familiar with Irish tales, but I thoroughly enjoyed the poem, with its satire and gentle humour. I would like to go like Patrick McKee, 'with a smile on my lips.'I like the flow and rhyming too. Thanks for sharing. Good luck in the contest.!
reply by the author on 15-Sep-2021
I'm not familiar with Irish tales, but I thoroughly enjoyed the poem, with its satire and gentle humour. I would like to go like Patrick McKee, 'with a smile on my lips.'I like the flow and rhyming too. Thanks for sharing. Good luck in the contest.!
Comment Written 15-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 15-Sep-2021
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Thanks for the review. I think we would all like to go with a smile.
Comment from bob cullen
Absolutely fantastic and a great start to my morning. I feel a bit like Mr. McKee, I can't get the smile off my face.
I believe poetry, especially humorous poetry provides great entertainment and this piece certainly fits here.
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
Absolutely fantastic and a great start to my morning. I feel a bit like Mr. McKee, I can't get the smile off my face.
I believe poetry, especially humorous poetry provides great entertainment and this piece certainly fits here.
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Thanks for the six stars. Patrick is a great character.
Comment from robyn corum
Paul,
Well, that settles it. You are horrid. Absolutely horrid. Even though the poor man was buried with a smile on his face, I imagine he woke up underground and ready for another drink. Unless those kind undertakers considered placing a bottle in the coffin with him, he was bound to be a trifle disappointed. --sigh--
On the other hand, not every story can have a happy ending, right?
hahahahaha
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
Paul,
Well, that settles it. You are horrid. Absolutely horrid. Even though the poor man was buried with a smile on his face, I imagine he woke up underground and ready for another drink. Unless those kind undertakers considered placing a bottle in the coffin with him, he was bound to be a trifle disappointed. --sigh--
On the other hand, not every story can have a happy ending, right?
hahahahaha
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Love your comments, Robyn. Thanks for the review.
Comment from royowen
Just loved this rollicking story in a poem, which was a good old fashioned ballad style with very stereotypical Irishmen as they are portrayed both in legend and Irish jokesters, and this is so well written, these take a long time to write, and are only easy for the most skilled of bush ballads, well done Paul, good luck in the contest, a winner. Blessings Roy
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
Just loved this rollicking story in a poem, which was a good old fashioned ballad style with very stereotypical Irishmen as they are portrayed both in legend and Irish jokesters, and this is so well written, these take a long time to write, and are only easy for the most skilled of bush ballads, well done Paul, good luck in the contest, a winner. Blessings Roy
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Thanks for the review, Roy. Glad you enjoyed Patrick. He will be back.
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Well done
Comment from Mary Vigasin
Paul McFarland this is a charming and humorous poem.
It is truly a great take on an Irish folklore of the Irish wake. My Irish Papa would have loved to recite this.
Good luck in the contest
Regards
Mary
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
Paul McFarland this is a charming and humorous poem.
It is truly a great take on an Irish folklore of the Irish wake. My Irish Papa would have loved to recite this.
Good luck in the contest
Regards
Mary
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Thanks for the six stars, Mary. Your Irish Papa must have been a good man.
Comment from dragonpoet
So this is a poem fo aabb quatrains about a person's ghost haunting his own wake/funeral. It is the only way you could attend your own funeral, unless you faked your death and watched from outside.
Keep writing and stay healthy
Good luck in the contest
dragonpoet
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
So this is a poem fo aabb quatrains about a person's ghost haunting his own wake/funeral. It is the only way you could attend your own funeral, unless you faked your death and watched from outside.
Keep writing and stay healthy
Good luck in the contest
dragonpoet
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Thanks for the review. Are you sure that you understand the powers of good Irish whiskey.
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Your're welcome. Probably not. I don't like hard liquour. Except Baileys which has Irish whiskey in it. Does that count.
Joan
Comment from Gloria ....
A wonderful Irish tale of waking the dead even if only for a last swig of the Irish Whiskey, best in the land.
Just one small area was of concern to me, where you changed from past tense to present tense, for just a few lines.:
So as each sad eyed drinking chum,
While at the bar is overcome,
Between his drinks he interjects
His most profound and last respects.
And then a swaying drunken lout
Holds up a brimming glass of stout
And offers up a heartfelt toast
To their deceased and pickled host.
Easy repair I am sure if you choose to do so.
Excellent metre and rhyme and a fine entry into this contest.
Wishing you great luck with the Committee. :))
Gloria
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
A wonderful Irish tale of waking the dead even if only for a last swig of the Irish Whiskey, best in the land.
Just one small area was of concern to me, where you changed from past tense to present tense, for just a few lines.:
So as each sad eyed drinking chum,
While at the bar is overcome,
Between his drinks he interjects
His most profound and last respects.
And then a swaying drunken lout
Holds up a brimming glass of stout
And offers up a heartfelt toast
To their deceased and pickled host.
Easy repair I am sure if you choose to do so.
Excellent metre and rhyme and a fine entry into this contest.
Wishing you great luck with the Committee. :))
Gloria
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Gloria, thanks for the tip on the tense. I'll take a look at it.
Comment from Hitcher
You might just have made Patrick Mckee a part of Irish folklore now mate. I could here your poem being sang very loudly in Irish bars around the Globe by well oiled, fun loving, having a great time Irishmen. The locals would have a blast trying to sing along : )) Excellent offering, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Good luck!
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
You might just have made Patrick Mckee a part of Irish folklore now mate. I could here your poem being sang very loudly in Irish bars around the Globe by well oiled, fun loving, having a great time Irishmen. The locals would have a blast trying to sing along : )) Excellent offering, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Good luck!
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Thanks for your review. A few people have made comments about putting this thing to music.
Comment from Sherry Asbury
High humor and most pleasing. Your poem rocked like a lullaby and the ending made this old lady grin ear to ear. Me Granny was Irish and loved a good laugh, do Grandpa was always coming home with some bit of such as this. Fine work here.
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
High humor and most pleasing. Your poem rocked like a lullaby and the ending made this old lady grin ear to ear. Me Granny was Irish and loved a good laugh, do Grandpa was always coming home with some bit of such as this. Fine work here.
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Thanks for the review. Good ol' Granny.
Comment from nomi338
It is a shame indeed that you could not or would not animate this absolutely wonderful poem. This by far, is one of the most enjoyable poems I have ever had the pleasure of reading. I am going to save it and read it often, as it gives me so much joy. It reminds me of what I learned about wakes. It seems that in days gone by, some of the tankards would have dangerous levels of lead, causing the drinkers to pass out. The drinker who might appear to be dead would be laid out on a table and watched for a certain amount of time. After a certain amount of time, those who had suffered from a mild case of lead poisoning would regain consciousness and rise up and stagger home. Those who did not regain consciousness were declared truly dead and was subsequently buried.
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
It is a shame indeed that you could not or would not animate this absolutely wonderful poem. This by far, is one of the most enjoyable poems I have ever had the pleasure of reading. I am going to save it and read it often, as it gives me so much joy. It reminds me of what I learned about wakes. It seems that in days gone by, some of the tankards would have dangerous levels of lead, causing the drinkers to pass out. The drinker who might appear to be dead would be laid out on a table and watched for a certain amount of time. After a certain amount of time, those who had suffered from a mild case of lead poisoning would regain consciousness and rise up and stagger home. Those who did not regain consciousness were declared truly dead and was subsequently buried.
Comment Written 14-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2021
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Thanks for your review and six stars, and also the brief history of lead poisoning.
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I do not know it it is official but I read it somewhere as the history of how the term wake came into use. They would watch to see if the victim would wake up.