Walls

Written in a man's place.

                    Walls

Tall ivied walls, impossible to climb,

Enclosing all, that once was mine.

Stone block walls, reach to the sky,

Turrets on corners, beautiful to the eye.

A wondrous edifice, glorious to see,

High on a hill, over looking the sea.

So much beauty, on the outside,

Enclosing my heart, until love lied.

Once I dwelt too, behind those walls;

Until lured outside, by a 'siren's call.'

Finding out to late, the shallowness of,

A false beauty, much to cold to love.

True love dwells...locked away inside,

Mine before...I cheated and lied.

I left all, that was true wealth behind;

Safely stored out of sight, but not of mind.

In longing I stand, and look up the hill.

My heart longing, to be up there still.

Behind those walls, enclosed in love's dream;

For me to be welcome, is  an impossible thing.

I look up at all, I foolishly... threw away;

Knowing those walls, locked me out...to stay.

   Valentine

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think i have done this...built the walls pretty high...not so much to put my heart on top...but to keep others out...
it gets that way...i like that you wrote this from the man's perspective...he sees the walls he built for her , or caused her to build...

it's on us or maybe others...either way....they get built...and only look wondrous to those who really don't know us, or don't want to get to know us.

this is one of my favorites from you, Kathie.

j.

[Valentine]

Thank you Jacob for the kind words. I know cheating can go both ways but with the word siren it had to go this way. Looking for safety goes both ways at times. Kathie