Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Castle in Autumn

She stands desolate,
Her towers crumbling to the harsh winds,
Flags no longer fly proud
of kings that descend from Arthur's knights.

Her foundations still stand
And yet, she is covered in moss,
Destruction at her door,
Left by him for another man's land.

Time surrounded her with a moat
And a guardian that sleeps
To serve and protect
Until Eros comes and wakes.

Autumn leaves pile up
Coloring her gray walls with red,
Waiting for a more worthy monarch
To conquer her ramparts worthy of Troy.


Tumblewords: said...

I like the mythology you've used in conjunction with the prompt and autumn. A nice write!

if said...

yes.........nice to read!

Aki Nominal said...

thank you, if and Tumblewords :)

The Write Girl said...

Beautiful poem...it was such a treat to read. Thanks for sharing. Lovely poem.

Loch Rob said...

Castles, moats, autumn leaves, love lost and won. Nice combination of images.

Tammie Lee said...

ah, a wonderful tail of a more worthy monarch~

Tammie Lee said...

sorry, I meant tale....

SandyCarlson said...

The wait can take a very long time--during which enduring grief and loss is everything.