The towers rose up through the mist;
Their sadness knew no name
With all detached decorum
Of a crumbling Roman bust.
Decay besieged the castle,
And in its fury came
A thousand mossy soldiers
And generals of dust.
Author notes
Inspired by the picture, and also by my own recent visits to Chepstow and Goodrich.
A contest entry
- What do you See.... Picture Prompt by Angelflower.
700 points, ended December 3, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Short, yes, though supremely wonderful poem, with the ability to conjure the Past and fill us with awe and wonder.....
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This had a certain feel of abandonment, which seemed to fit this picture for some reason. I really enjoyed reading this. thank you very much for sharing. Best of luck.
Angel
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This is nice. It would be a good bit for a fantasy epic.
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