Owing All


Owing All

Owing AllLove came calling with hands of air
unfulfilled and yearning,
desirous of a princess fair,
passion strongly burning.

The quest born in a young man’s dream,
paid on a quiet night,
was answered by a mighty queen,
whose heirs brought it to light.

The queen who saw a mighty king
greet his love in the night
paused when she heard the lovers sing
the song of swans in flight.

This is my response to Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty (each day a new Yeats quote).

“out of the dark air over her head there came
A murmur of soft words and meeting lips” – W.B. Yeats

Image source: wikimedia.org (Aengus, of Irish mythology)

14 thoughts on “Owing All

  1. iuhy4´˜¶•º–ø¶´bm I got up for a minute, and my cat typed that. I’m not sure what it means, but I thought your poem was lovely and romantic. You’ve written lots of love poems, but this is not your usual style. Well done! 🙂

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