Within the castles walls

Such glory in the sky

this castling back light

gates of hoarding gold

stirrings in the passer by 

wishing wishes of stars

behind the gate

hoarders of gold

human blessings 

do not exist

glory it is

deceiving light

closing her eyes

to him no fight

gold has been hoarded 

stations are held above

worth nothing 

she lays quiet

branches breaking

gates are locked

she waits with haste

gold hoarders child

left in the rain

no caring, no claim

bang the gates

take your glory

climb the walls

even castles fall

Reviews

[Jack...]

Holly, your poem is wonderful. I find it somewhat dreamlike and somewhat reality. Very nice.

[Holly Mason]

perfect walls...I have never seen any*)*)*)
thank you so fine sir....hope you are having a super good day