Warwick Castle – Friday evening in May
Ramparts against ebbing light;
clouds like sands.
Is this a fairytale come true
or folly on the beach?
Denying time and space;
towers like hands.
Holding this hill and place;
too much to teach.
Laughter dulls against your stones;
gates like frowns.
Fashion passes by and dies,
silent walls impeach.
Lost in time, waiting for wars,
which passed like thieves.
You can’t move, cannot change;
you’re far beyond my reach.
The light and clouds yesterday were fantastic, above the castle walls, and looked just like the pattern you get on beaches, after the tide goes out. (I play tennis next to Warwick Castle most weeks. This time we lost our tennis match 6/0 6/3, but I can’t blame the distraction for that.)
Submitted to Jingle Poetry Potluck. This is one of an occasional series on castles I’ve been doing since last year.
This is wonderful … I really like your metaphors and verb usage. It is a subject that could be overbearing … but in your hands it is not the least so.
“Laughter dulls against your stones” Past and present, so well done!
Magnificent. I enjoyed it. My potluck: http://verseinanutshell.wordpress.com/2011/05/16/protect/
I enjoyed the comparisons. Well written.
You nailed it..what walls do to us..tear them down!!
Matthew, this is so good. How fortunate to be able to have a visual inspiration like that and you painted the picture so clearly for those of us who have only shopping malls and housing developments nearby. I did live in France for a few years back in the 70’s and your images resurrected some memories for me.
I have to agree with seabell…that line is dynamite!
Castles can last quite a long time, seeing changes throughout the ages including their own purpose.
is seeing a real castle ‘far beyond your reach’ better than possessing a castle-but it is in the air…?
just a thought.
you painted beautifully with your words. i enjoyed it.
Gates like frowns…I don’t know that I will ever look at a gate in the same way again. Very good, an enjoyable read.
Beautifully written, I’ve enjoyed every word…and – I have to say that I envy you because you live that close to a beautiful medieval castel…that must be the source of the inspiration… 🙂
A simple castle with a tale to share. That’s why I love these ancient buildings scattered around in Europe 🙂
Warwick, one of my favourite places – I lived in Warwickshire for 20 years.
Your poem is a marvellous evocation of the place, its history and its mystique.
you have painted a vivid and live image …
How have you been?
I have been sick last week, sorry for missing some of your potluck entries.
Hope to see you join our poetry potluck week 36 today!
Week 36 Theme is sketches, images, and impressions,
But you are NOT required to submit theme fitting pieces, old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are all welcome…
Looking forward to reading you again.
You brought something cold to life and put breath into your words…