FortressA Poem by Jack...
Fortress Stone by weathered cobble I build, calloused hands ache in sweet surrender Mortar’d affection of a coalesced consistency, mixed and blended, bound by love’s tether Stacking to heights of protective design Patterned on roaming hillsides, serpentine wanderings, Lush green fields crawl, blue sky diversions, as song birds whistle to the day And I sweat, my brow now drenched, muscles pushed to horizonary boundaries, tattered clothes sway in late afternoon breezes Still I push on, fitting, finding, filling this need Something so precious as glistening morning dreams, crystalline musings, fragile bisque castings Destined for my world, beyond battlefield dawns, sifting serene country settings…quite peace The long day ends, I marvel at my accomplishment steadfast and suited to defend in sunset flames, turrets of observative reachings soar above timber and heavy iron chain…gated sanctuary Now my love you may rest… beneath starry heavens and comet renderings, upon your bed of satin feathered sighs… For I have built this fortress…around your heart © 2014 Jack...Author's Note
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Added on February 11, 2014Last Updated on February 11, 2014 AuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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