Fortress II (Dunstanburgh Castle)
by poetrydiary
Without the walls, wave-tossed rocks
cry loneliness, even now.
You yearn for sky, I see;
and feel your pain.
So hard to be stone in love
with air – caressed and shadowed;
shaped, smoothed,
and finally –
consumed as dust.
© Matthew Rhodes 2011
poetry diary 
You do stone particularly well. I am keeping a weather eye out now.
Thanks – Although your comment makes me wonder whether my recent resolution to write a series of poems about castles is such a great idea…..(?) I fear this might get a bit repetitive!
Not so far. I received two distinct feelings from these poems. They are thematically different. The voice is different and they read differently. Play with style. Know who your voice is for each. I would keep writing. I promise I’ll tell you if they begin to sound the same. At the moment, I would buy a chapbook full of poems like the two just written.
Oh – thank you so much – this is very helpful and encouraging.
Matthew