A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

22 June 2012

In A Castle

A quiet constant noise
Air, sweet and damp
Light heat settles down
Pulling awake the morning day

Age buried high above the ground
Memories set in stone
A crown glittering with stars
Thrones crushed in velvet

Breezes swirling overhead
Some quick and sharp
Others slow and tired
Chilling and warming the room

Intricate patterns carved in wood
Arches sculpted of white plaster
Lamps blown by skilled hands
Animals shot and hung on walls

Here in this palace of luxury
Time stands still  

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