Battlements Better Breached
In the windows, down the rooftops, through the stonework of her walls,
All the shadows gone at midday, softly as an echo falls,
Whispered secrets came to haunt her, spoken like a jailer’s dream
Though the sun would flame and flourish and the loneliness extreme
Drove her near the brink of madness, still she boarded up her heart;
All the same, away with sadness! Every ending is the start
Of a different adventure—little did our lady know
That her fortress wouldn’t save her, with its brave protective show,
But when breached and doors thrown open, halls filled up with ringing song,
She’d be rescued by companions she’d been fearful of so long.
Hospitality and kindness, love and great companion friends
Altogether bring salvation: joy is where this story ends.
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I do love this one Kathryn! ! Your talent stretches like elastic! I find it difficult to do rhyming poetry. You do it so well. I love the metaphor in this and the alliteration in the title!!!
Im joining a local writing group this week! Wish me luck, Im nervous! Looking forward to it too though. 😊 Xx
Oh, good luck to you indeed, Christine! I hope it’s a tremendous inspiration, support and joy for you to be with this new writing group!!
xoxo
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Love this photo Kathryn…… and the post is just amazing 🙂 Just wondering who this little fortress was built for .With all that greenery. Beautiful…..
I think the building might actually be an old courthouse or similar civic building; it’s in south-central Texas and caught my eye for obvious reasons. 🙂
On second thought, when I looked back at the photo just now I had a glimmering of remembrance of the sign out front of it and seem to recall it was the local Jail. All the better suited for my poem, if accidentally (a fortress to keep people IN)!
How beautiful, how refreshing! All stories need happy endings.
That’s the great hope of my life!
Wonderful poem and photo, Kathryn, and really, Chris used up all the good words I had stored in my little brain! 🙂 Hugs and blessings to you!
Love and hugs to you, too, Lauren! You *are* a great blessing to me. 😀
Good poem. Many lock themselves away from the world today and their world becomes television, the internet, and whatever else exists only within their homes.
And aren’t we the perfect illustration of the tension between the two worlds, having this conversation here on the interwebs!! 😀