Forgotten Family

Story poem

 

Forgotten Family.

 

Against the sky in silhouette.

In the far distance I can see

 a massive pile of masonry.

A sight which I cannot forget.

 

Magnificent when it was new.

A symbol then of power and pride

It dominates the countryside

as it was always meant to do.

 

Its stark outlines now softened by

 the slow passage of centuries.

The most subtle of enemies

no man made structure can defy.

 

In ruins now unoccupied except

 for vagrants passing through.

Who sometimes stay a week or two

when the weather’s bad out side.

 

Now are the mighty fallen low.

 Although they ruled in days gone by

A silhouette against the sky

 is all they left behind to show.

 

No one recalls their family name

Erased from human memory.

Although students of history

 consider it to be a shame.

 

The castle stands for all to see

Though written records don’t exist

The local legends still insist

The family’s down fall set them free.

 

I do not know if it is true

 there is no way to verify

 Who built the castle when or why

Though scholars are still trying to.

 

 Saturday, 24 April 2010.

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Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

Castle ruins sure tell us the pen is mightier than the sword

[emmajoy]

There's something about the ruins of a castle .. even if we don't know its history, the sight of it makes the imagination run riot!

This is such a grand description of how time has worn down what was once a very special building, you've really pictured its fading so beautifully ..

'Magnificent when it was new. ~ A symbol then of power and pride ~ It dominates the countryside ~ as it was always meant to do.'

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

you've certainly brought it to life with poetic painting~ engaging and much enjoyed~

[Bubo]

A castle with a history..........wonderfully described. I love buildings of old, because you know inside history and lives took shape, and some we know of, and others always remain a mystery.I enjoyed reading you.