Wb Poems - Poems about Wb

... Colour me perfect in green white and gold, A tricolour heart from the young to the old, A land of giants from the causeway to swift, A tongue silver sharp each Irishman's gift, Born with a......Read the rest...

...To W.B. Yeats There is something to my life that cannot be described as "lonely". But a forgotten detail in a missing puzzle piece. The secondary woman in the background For she lets t......Read the rest...

...*Image of Letter of Do's & Don'ts by WB. Writing "What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . . " Quote by_Constance La France Dear Joan Letter You......Read the rest...

... San Francisco Soulmates You discovered the ever-seeking soul in me! Looking for truth, for all of mankind to see! Unacce......Read the rest...

..." A broken hand is fixed wid bandages... A broken heart is fixed wid someones love... But what about a broken dream.. What can that be fixed with... Can it be fixed wid money... Or can it be f......Read the rest...

...The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper - W.B. Yeats There is magic in the twinkling eyes Of a small, innocent child who smiles The......Read the rest...

... "Laureate" Laureate speak now lofty phantom to my mind guide my hand I write I write I write receptor of communication things that are not mortal Luminiferou......Read the rest...

...Various Heresies 2 You by Michael R. Burch For thirty years You have not spoken to me; I heard the dull hollow echo of silence as though strange communion between us. For thirty years You......Read the rest...

... “But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” –“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven,” by W.B. Yeats “I lo......Read the rest...

...Olde English in the vernacular to celebrate a dialect Language really said by men poetized with words used there and then Tribute To Williams Barnes see my blog today 4 Aug......Read the rest...

.....dedicated to W.B. Yeats, in response to his poem 'When You Are Old' When you are young sweet innocence abounds, your step is gentle, all your dreams are free of grim disquietude, such j......Read the rest...

......dedicated to W.B. Yeats, in response to his poem 'When You Are Old' When you are young sweet innocence abounds, your step is gentle, all your dreams are free of grim disquietude, such ......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'The New Faces' by W.B. Yeats We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed, and lend an air of mystery to paint and plaster peeling, thus exposed when daylight turns to dusk; for......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'The New Faces' by W.B. Yeats We dead shall walk the hallways unopposed, and lend an air of mystery to paint and plaster peeling, thus exposed when daylight turns ......Read the rest...

......dedicated to W.B. Yeats Of words bereft I floundered on, inclined to hide myself away and shun the light of each new day, content that they be gone. When I could not communicate with ......Read the rest...