A to Z Blogging Challenge
Y is for ...
by
Spectra Ghostseeker
As far as we can determine, there is no poetry form beginning with Y. So we will tell you about William Butler Yeats, then create a poem in the style of one of his.
William Butler Yeats was an Irish poet born June 13, 1865. He died January 28, 1939. He is considered one of the foremost poets of his time.
Here is a poem by W.B. Yeats
DREAM OF A BLESSED SPIRIT
by: W.B. Yeats
ALL the heavy days are over;
Leave the body's coloured pride
Underneath the grass and clover,
With the feet laid side by side.
One with her are mirth and duty;
Bear the gold-embroidered dress,
For she needs not her sad beauty,
To the scented oaken press.
Hers the kiss of Mother Mary,
The long hair is on her face;
Still she goes with footsteps wary
Full of earth's old timid grace.
With white feet of angels seven
Her white feet go glimmering;
And above the deep of heaven,
Flame on flame, and wing on wing.
Leave the body's coloured pride
Underneath the grass and clover,
With the feet laid side by side.
One with her are mirth and duty;
Bear the gold-embroidered dress,
For she needs not her sad beauty,
To the scented oaken press.
Hers the kiss of Mother Mary,
The long hair is on her face;
Still she goes with footsteps wary
Full of earth's old timid grace.
With white feet of angels seven
Her white feet go glimmering;
And above the deep of heaven,
Flame on flame, and wing on wing.
~W.B. Yeats~
And now, here's mine.
An Unsung Song
A zeal for life he never did find
His sorrow always showed in his eyes
Such troubles he always had in his mind
And nobody heard his soul's cries
No-one was there on that fateful night
A shot rang out unheard
His body was found before morning's light
What followed was more than absurd
The sad final act of this troubled man
Was exploited for shocking effect
What was done is something I can't understand
A display of callousness and disrespect
I heard he was a nice fellow
Who sadly felt little of glee
People have disdain for suicide
I wish we'd open our hearts and see
He deserves so much more than the pain he had
He deserves more than his unhappy end
This sorrowful case makes me feel helpless and sad
For a lost soul who needed a friend
~Spectra~
Per Yngve Ohlin (January 16, 1969 - April 8, 1991) was a Swedish heavy metal musician. An actual photograph of his suicide was made into a bootleg C.D. cover. The fact that people continue to circulate this photograph shows callous disregard, both for this troubled young man and for his surviving family.
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