Son of Sligo - To William Butler Yeats

SON OF SLIGO To William Butler Yeats - Feb 5 2017 You'll feel the voice of Sligo's heart in pubs as music plays, while spirits of the viking's quest comes on, and here it stays; their mournful song of blood and death 'tis not what it's about, but bonding from much harder times with friends while drinking stout; their singing raises it to heights the human spirits need, and chains that bound their lives before are loosed, and they are freed; and here a giant poets words came to the light of day to shake the world another time, but in another way; this lady's man, always in love, this Irishman born true, with little thought, except for all the things he couldn't do; so Willie, here's a stout for you, come sing with us a song, and be assured, the dreams you had, didn't turn out wrong. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet