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Elizabeth Santos
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0 posted 2001-07-08 02:23 PM


Death of a Poet

I lay awakened from a dream
Confused of what was real or seemed
The midnight  moon cast opal light
Across the silent walls of night

An arrow beam come down and kissed.
A drape of moon in silver mist
Layed on my eyes this mask to blind
realities in dreamer’s mind

Then slumber turned to introspect
And grasped what truth it could detect
A moment’s pause to ponder through
The place I lay, the world I knew

If this be just a fantasy
Then come, sweet moon to comfort me
For sadness fills this empty night
Where you have cast a somber light

I looked in mirror’s edge of glass
To visions that had come to pass
And there, a poet’s aging face
Reflected through the years of space

My God!, he seemed to weep the tears
From swollen eyes in younger years
What soul is this that looks at me
And speaks of love in poetry

Awake! this mad and youthful rage
For hands are worn and dried with age
But still he speaks and still I know
The words of passion he’ll bestow

He wrote from out the mirror's face
With honesty and gentle grace
He gazes out with eyes of youth
And writes alluring words of truth

Who am I now, the young or old?
Who’s trembling not from pain or cold
But from a verse of poetry
That reaches to the soul of me

But wait!, these tears in silver beams
Are not for fantasies or dreams
These are the tears meant for tonight
To now be shed in moon’s sweet light

Tis not a dream, I know full well
I’ve slept the night on sheets of hell
And waken now in hour of dread
Oh, silver moon, --- the poet’s dead

He died, but lives in  poetry
His spitit running deep and free
A loved one closed the eyes of age
But lives, oh moon, on silver page

Let opalecsent beams of light
Engrave his words in dark of night
And etch in stars the poet name
For heaven’s face is not the same

And God will bless this cherished friend
And stars will hold his poet pen


Wilfred Yeats, dear poet, dear friend

Liz

© Copyright 2001 Elizabeth Santos - All Rights Reserved
Sunshine
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1 posted 2001-07-08 02:27 PM



Thank you, Lady Santos

Victoria
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2 posted 2001-07-08 02:29 PM


He had enough faith and love in his heart for all of us.. beautifully penned..

                 ~Victoria~

nakdthoughts
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3 posted 2001-07-08 02:37 PM


A loved one closed the eyes of age
But lives, oh moon, on silver page

you couldn't have  written a more beautiful line than this Liz..thank you

Maureen

[This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (edited 07-08-2001).]

catalinamoon
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4 posted 2001-07-08 02:42 PM


Oh my, this is so outstandingly beautiful. Amazing. I pray he can see it.
Sandra

RSWells
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5 posted 2001-07-08 02:51 PM


This was by far the most touching of tributes.

"Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to decieve"

inot2B
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6 posted 2001-07-08 03:04 PM


Beautiful words that you have written for our friend.
He is not gone for he will live on in his poetry.

Elizabeth Santos
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7 posted 2001-07-08 03:08 PM


What I felt in Wilfred's poetry was a youthful passion for life, and he expressed it unlike any other poet I've read. It then became contagious to the reader, who felt a part of the poetry. This is what I was trying to express here, "who am I now, the young or old?'. Wilfred was young at heart, but mature in wisdom and his perspective on love and life. I love his poetry. I'll be looking to the stars
Thank you
Liz

Martie
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8 posted 2001-07-08 03:10 PM


Liz--thank you so much for the beauty of what you see and the way you write.  I know that he knows.
Krawdad
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9 posted 2001-07-08 03:17 PM


Well done, and thank you for this.
Honeybee
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10 posted 2001-07-08 04:17 PM



Liz, this is more beautiful and touching than words could describe.  I know he reads this now in heaven
thank you for writing this tribute~

Melissa~

JamesMichael
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11 posted 2001-07-08 05:39 PM


Thank you Elizabeth...the writing from within his heart has touched many people...James
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