Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
The ruins peered out from behind The blue-flecked crag Where eagles nested. Wind-blown, storm-tossed Only the walls remain. The turrets are now heaps of grass covered Bricks, the keep a muddy mound. Here, once were warriors, Draped in furs, bearing swords That glinted across the sea in defiance, Defending the land from strangers. Here, once were warriors- All long gone! Time itself has altered what once Was considered unalterable. When kings ruled from inland palaces And long powerful ships caressed the jagged Shore; now washed up on the beach Like the kingdom they protected, flotsam: Cruelly ruined planks of elm, distorted by Sea and salt; masts broken and disfigured. A once glorious people, now gone! Palaces overthrown! All hanging onto unforgiving Time Like fossilised carbuncles. Ripped from Time in a plethora of Anguished voices dying slowly- Calling out for resolution.
0
Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 2:56 PM UTC
THE RUINS
The ruins peered out from behind The blue-flecked crag Where eagles nested. Wind-blown, storm-tossed Only the walls remain. The turrets are now heaps of grass covered Bricks, the keep a muddy mound. Here, once were warriors, Draped in furs, bearing swords That glinted across the sea in defiance, Defending the land from strangers. Here, once were warriors- All long gone! Time itself has altered what once Was considered unalterable. When kings ruled from inland palaces And long powerful ships caressed the jagged Shore; now washed up on the beach Like the kingdom they protected, flotsam: Cruelly ruined planks of elm, distorted by Sea and salt; masts broken and disfigured. A once glorious people, now gone! Palaces overthrown! All hanging onto unforgiving Time Like fossilised carbuncles. Ripped from Time in a plethora of Anguished voices dying slowly- Calling out for resolution.
Written by
Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 2:56 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem