Castle Walls

She ventured out from her castle walls

In hopes of meeting me,

I said: ‘we’ll flee to the furthest shores,

We’ll run to the far countree,

We’ll sit in bliss on a grassy slope

To see our love returned;’

I looked again at the moat and saw

That all the boats were burned.

 

‘How shall I leave my castle walls

And all that keeps me free,

I fear the step that you wish to take

Could spell the end for me,

I wish to come, if I only dared,’

She said in a sad reply,

The moat was still and the air was chill

And the moon was riding high.

 

I stood alone by the castle moat

As she turned to seek the warm;

‘The roads of life are a trap,’ I cried,

‘But so is a thunderstorm,

So are the walls of a castle when

The mortar turns to dust,

So are the bolts on a castle gate

When the hinges start to rust.’

 

‘You weary me, I must be free,’

The tower echoed, black,

‘As free as the castle walls allow,’

I called in sadness back.

‘It’s not too late for the grassy slope

To see our love returned -’

I looked again at the moat and saw

That all the boats were burned.

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Lyra H]

Great flow and rhythm!

[Leah Maldonado]

beautiful beautiful flow...and sweet love story.
nice work