A Gaelic Prayer, translated

Sunday Photo Fiction Prompt

Sunday Photo Fiction Prompt

Oh Caileach Bheur,
that froze the lock
that turns the tumbler
that fires the engine of my use:
release your deathgrip,
ice in eyes.
Lift the snowshroud
from the bone howl,
and bring back sweet Beltane.

Or, as other men may say it:

Goddammit car, just start already.

This has been an edition of the Sunday Photo Fiction prompt and further evidence why I should not be allowed to write poetry.

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  1. This made me smile. Very clever take on the prompt.

  2. I love this! A completely original idea. Oh, and from a freezing and snow-covered Britain – bring back Beltane! 🙂

  3. Love this. And boy, is it cold outside today!

  4. The cry of many a hurried driver. Very nice!

  5. That is so good I loved it.

  6. The contrast between the language in the main part and the last line is perfect — and hilarious!

  7. Lovely poem. You chose an interesting form ” A Gaelic Prayer’ to talk about your car in Winter not starting. I liked it very much.

  8. Lovely response to this photo! I`ve sworn at my damn car a few times in winter as well.

  9. 😀 Yes! Lovely Gaelic prayer!

  10. A well-written poetry! Nobody wants to get stuck when in a hurry. Great take!

  11. Oh that is brilliant. I actually laughed out loud at that last line.

  12. Been there! Great take on the prompt!

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