"To be a poet is a condition, not a profession." Robert Frost
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| Broadway Tower, Cotswolds, England |
Don't forget to look to the right to see whose turn it is to add a line to the 2nd Annual Progressive Poem, the idea created by Irene Latham at Live Your Poem. Then head over to see how it's going! Nearly complete!
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Here is another poem inspired by Mary Lee Hahn at A Year of Reading, and her wonderful April posts/poems. Not only that, but she is giving some lessons in attribution from images from the Wikimedia Commons. Please visit!
A Plea
Will
you come to my castle fair?
I
am so awfully lonely there.
‘Tis
sitting tall at the top of a hill
and
surrounding land is bereft and still.
No
forest primeval’s near this hold;
no
witches or dragons to shiver you cold.
Just
me in the upper turrets of stone
wanting,
oh wanting to call you home.
©Linda
Baie, 2013
Creative Commons photo by Newton2 (cropped by Yummifruitbat)
6 comments:
Who would say yes, who would say no, to this lone castle's plea? Would you go?
Um, Terje, I would go gladly! It does look lonely, doesn't it? Thank you!
I still remember visiting some abandoned castles in Scotland 30 years ago. There is something about the bleakness of the setting that is both beautiful and tragic. I could imagine living in that time and in those places. How different life was then.
I still love reading historical fiction of medieval times.
Loved your poem as always. You have such a knack of capturing the moment.
I've never been to the British Isles-maybe someday? But I have been to Germany & Austria & seen the castles there. They were awesome to see, but not appealing life to me. I think it's so wrapped up in our fairy tales. Thanks Beverley!
I just want to go to the castle!
Laurie
Chickadee Jubilee
Gorgeous view, I imagine! Thank you!
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