In the past i loved to read Yeats. Now i am a big fan of Keats. 'Cause now i love candy more than cake.If i grow old it won't sound fake.Now for God's sake! What does it take? To learn how to make.An ocean in stead of a lake.Where i could swim into th pools of light.Holding your poetry tight. Hide into the deep blue depth.Not scaring of the life and death.....
I knew you had Class, be Proud of your secret love for Keats. Care not for what other Poets say, You are your own person, By the Way, did you know a useless Fact? I love this Poet until now I`ve kept it to myself. I live beside the river where he wrote some Prose, I walk passed the house not a mile from where I live. With that my only claim to fame, what can I do. Content myself to find the Beauty, not recognised, `till long after he was gone. Kind Regards Philip
'Where i could swim into th pools of light. Holding your poetry tight. Hide into the deep blue depth. Not scaring of the life and death'..... Beautiful. Well said. You write so well and I like your poems Please keep it up Thanks for sharing with me
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If Keats were alive and well and living in Teignmouth Devonshire. He would be calling me to give you praise on his behalf. Well read this poem is so well read it takes my breath away.