A month with Yeats: Day Three in Shadorma

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Photo ©Paul Militaru

“With all their ancient faces like rain-beaten stones,”—W.B. Yeats

I can see
What is there and not
Rock bottom
Tempestuous
The blue colour of the sea
Of hovering mind

In my eyes
Ample suggestion
Now and then
Here and there
The value never cherished
The unrestrained depths

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: A month with Yeats: Day Three, Shadorma November: 3 of 30, Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #3

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