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Che Guevara His Cigar and the Whiskey Glass an Irish Tall Tale

A Response to Alex Kilcannon’s Prompt On Finding Something Lost

Photo by Mr. Söbau on Unsplash

It started with a visit to an Irish Hotel bar
By non-other than
Cuban revolutionary Che Guevara and friends
In the summer of ‘63
In the remote town of Kilkree Co. Clare Ireland
Along the wild Atlantic way,
Fitting for a man such as Guevara
Who ordered Irish whiskey to enjoy
With his famous Cuban cigar.

A chat with a working student versed
In Cuban affairs before bidding farewell,
A Sláinte and salute
While leaving his trademark cigar
In the ashtray collected and kept as keepsake
Along with whiskey glass in the hotel bar.

As the years went by forgotten was the
Whiskey glass and cigar of Che Guevara,
Lost to time and lousy recollection,
Until one day found by an inquisitive young grandson
In a backroom for safekeeping,
That place of safekeeping
You always forget, a joyous day that day,
On finding something lost. Alex Kilcannon

Just a few years later the grandsons
18th birthday and celebration,
Che’s Hallowed whiskey glass
Now finds itself victim
At the hand’s drunken lads
Showing off, great craic was had until
The floor and glass found themselves
Joined in unison, a hundred pieces
Swept away in life’s unremarkable tale.

Dear auld Che at that time would have been
Rolling with Laughter in his Vellangrande mass grave.

A few years go by as the
Young granddaughter finds celebration
For her 21st birthday,
Fate once again played its hand of temptation.
Che’s hallowed cigar
Now finds itself victim
At the hands of drunken lasses
Showing off, great craic was had until
A bin and cigar joined in unison.
The place was soon ablaze and the hotel bar
Was a bar more, burned along with Che’s cigar
In life’s unremarkable tale.

However, from the ashes in the burnt-out hotel bar,
A little glint from a shinning piece of glass bathed
In mornings sunlight, behold an ashtray,
The ashtray, of Che Guevara!

Dear auld Che would be rolling with laughter in his Santa Clara grave.

Parts of this tall Irish tale are true, Che Guevara is a true historical character,
who visited a hotel bar in Kilkree Co Clare in Ireland and chatted with a working student while drinking Irish whiskey with his Cuban friends.
He also smoked cigars.
Che Guevara’s remains were found and identified next to an airstrip in Vellangrande and taken to Santa Clara along with fellow combatants who were laid to rest in a specially built mausoleum with full military honours.

The rest is very made up in true tall tale fashion.

If I may I would like to add Eli Snow Suntonu Bhadra Simran Kankas Harper Thorpe to Alex Kilcannon’s Challenge.
1. Contains the lines: She narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists. ‘Do not challenge me,’ she said.
2. On finding something lost
3. Picture prompt

Thank you for reading. J.

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James G Brennan

James G Brennan


Writes eclectic free verse poetry and is free to read. "Everything in life is writable about" Sylvia Plath.