{"id":2393,"date":"2015-10-24T14:33:24","date_gmt":"2015-10-24T14:33:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=2393"},"modified":"2015-10-24T14:33:24","modified_gmt":"2015-10-24T14:33:24","slug":"rattling-buckets-cant-be-seen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/rattling-buckets-cant-be-seen\/","title":{"rendered":"Rattling Buckets Cant Be Seen"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>A boy, an errand, and a bucket of beer \u2026<br \/>\nA drain, a death, and now a ghost does appear \u2026<br \/>\nA true ghost story from North Longford \u2026 <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<figure id=\"attachment_2395\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2395\" style=\"width: 1134px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Flooded-path1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Flooded-path1.jpg\" alt=\"Flooded Sheugh, the child, drunk fell in and drowned. As a sound of rattling buckets, it haunts Augahgreagh to this day...\" width=\"1134\" height=\"483\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2395\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Flooded-path1.jpg 1134w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Flooded-path1-300x128.jpg 300w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Flooded-path1-1024x436.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1134px) 100vw, 1134px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2395\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Flooded Sheugh, the child, drunk fell in and drowned. As a sound of rattling buckets, it haunts Augahgreagh to this day&#8230;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Rattling buckets at a drain<br \/>\nSound \u2026 though there\u2019s noone there<br \/>\nAnd we ask are we insane?<br \/>\nAs an eerie stillness is in the air<br \/>\nBut other a take they tell<br \/>\nOf a spectre that does appear<br \/>\nOf a youth who once fell<br \/>\nAnd drowned while carrying beer<br \/>\nTo his home from the village pub<br \/>\nWhich he never got to see for he drowned<br \/>\nFor he drank most of the beer\u2014theres the rub!<br \/>\nAnd in waters shallow was found.<br \/>\nSo the tale they recount to all<br \/>\nAnd I, as I was told write in rhyme<br \/>\nWho am I, a poet, them to liars call<br \/>\nFor telling the tale sure passes the time!<br \/>\nBut should their souls not at peace be<br \/>\nI hope that God to them gives rest<br \/>\nA shiver runs up my spine as I see<br \/>\nThese words Ive written with such zest<br \/>\nTo record for generations to come<br \/>\nOur history, ledgend, be it fetched or not, far<br \/>\nIts what we were and where were from<br \/>\nAll part of what makes us what we are!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A boy, an errand, and a bucket of beer \u2026 A drain, a death, and now a ghost does appear \u2026 A true ghost story from North Longford \u2026 Rattling buckets at a drain Sound \u2026 though there\u2019s noone there And we ask are we insane? As an eerie stillness &#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":[2479,23],"tags":[2511,2354,2261,1115,843,2485,2345,42,2515,2481,2514,2513,2512],"class_list":["post-2393","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ghost-story","category-north-longford","tag-beer","tag-death","tag-funeral","tag-ghost","tag-halloween","tag-haunting","tag-ireland","tag-longford","tag-sheugh","tag-spectre","tag-spook","tag-tale","tag-wake","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-CB","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4778,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/fireside-tales-told-at-halloween\/","url_meta":{"origin":2393,"position":0},"title":"Fireside Tales Told at Halloween","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"18th October 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"Stories of North Longford families, Of folk then dead and gone - Were told to me when I was young By those who have now passed on... 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