{"id":1555,"date":"2015-03-22T23:55:42","date_gmt":"2015-03-22T23:55:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1555"},"modified":"2015-03-22T23:55:42","modified_gmt":"2015-03-22T23:55:42","slug":"never-mind-the-heartache-always-get-the-verse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/never-mind-the-heartache-always-get-the-verse\/","title":{"rendered":"Never Mind the Heartache, Always Get the Verse"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>A friend of mine and fellow Tullamore Rhymer Anthony Sullivan has a quotation that goes something along the lines of &#8220;Never mind the heartache, always get the song&#8221;. As a writer I have to agree&#8230; and in my latest outbreak of unrequited love&#8230; I have got the poem if nothing else!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>She of the wild heart, free spirit, did not intend<br \/>\nTo capture the heart of a man like me<br \/>\nShe did, unknowing, of this romantic fool<br \/>\nI fell , quick and full, for her, the dawsie.<\/p>\n<p>It was not to be, she desires not me<br \/>\nBut others, rougher and tougher, I the inverse!<br \/>\nBeing the writer, the lover, poet and fool<br \/>\nAt least from the heartache got the verse!<\/p>\n<\/address>\n<p><b>Reference<\/b><br \/>\n* Dawsie is a phonetic spelling of a Longford dialect phrase for a Jezebelesque character, a temptress. Origin unknown, it has been suggested its a form of description of a young jackdaw, a mischievous playful; character.<\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A friend of mine and fellow Tullamore Rhymer Anthony Sullivan has a quotation that goes something along the lines of &#8220;Never mind the heartache, always get the song&#8221;. As a writer I have to agree&#8230; and in my latest outbreak of unrequited love&#8230; I have got the poem if nothing &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[724,145],"tags":[1731,1732,1735,18,1734,1733,17],"class_list":["post-1555","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-heartbreak-poems","category-love-poems","tag-dawsie","tag-dawzee","tag-jezebel","tag-love-poem","tag-temptress","tag-trickster","tag-unrequited-love","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-p5","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1557,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/three-roses-in-her-hand\/","url_meta":{"origin":1555,"position":0},"title":"Three Roses In Her Hand","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"24th March 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"http:\/\/youtu.be\/hj3Gcv00fQ4 Three roses she held in her hand For all the world to see One each from two Pretenders A single rose from me... 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