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Yeats W B

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Yeats W B

No chance to even grace your palm with a button 
From a shirt of calico below a monicled face 
Not even close can come a single hair to  
Gently fall upon your shouldered and penful life 

One uttered whisper from those lips that speaks   
A single beautiful word for my one thousand
And dear Coole Park all daffodilled in honour
An honour to you but never to me

And Lake Inishfree with castle perched so still as if a stage
One to step upon and sing your praise
Nor comes close to you my depth or vision
That begs and feels to cup your pouring soul

Horse men cast a cold eye down upon my write 
And  know you now I hear the hoof that tramples across my page
I tried I tried and will again though you may never return this way
But may I bow and with honour allow and wave them on their way         

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  1. Date: 2/10/2012 9:18:00 AM
    What a wonderful day I am having sitting here reading such amazing poetry. I am glad yours is amongst the ones I am enjoying reading today Ian. Thank you for sharing it. I hope you have an inspirational weekend. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 2/9/2012 6:59:00 PM
    An interesting poem Ian, enjoyed the read, love,vie