This broken building of flint and stone
Was once a sturdy keep;
Now the hill on which it stands is overgrown
And grazed by sheep.
No coat of arms to greet a visitor,
No roof nor floor;
No guard protects the perimeter,
No servant at the door.
The ancient walls once solid and secure
Are damp and crumbled;
The towers from which damsels once lured
Knights have tumbled.
Bindweed and ivy are the only pennants
Flying from the walls;
Pigeons and rodents are the only tenants
Living in these halls.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
My response to Sue Vincent – Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – broken #writephoto
Loved your poem, Kim. Well-written! ❤
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Thank you, Olga!
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Beautiful and wonderful words well suited to a old Crumbing keep made of stone and flint. Kat
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Cheers, Kat!
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have a great weekend Kim!!!!! Do you have any lighthouses in your neck of the woods if so could you take a picture of one for me so I can write a story about it?
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I love the nature of your beautifully descriptive response to this image Kim….so well done.
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Thank you, Michael 🙂
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amazing piece Kim, being a lover of old buildings I was fascinated by the photograph, and your words so reflect its present status.
mine is here
https://andidreamed.wordpress.com/2016/09/09/writephoto-broken-for-sue-vincents-thursday-photo-prompt/
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Thank you, Sharmistha. I have been over to your poem and you’ve captured the masculinity of the castle beautifully!
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It’s so sad when old buildings are no longer lived in. Beautiful descriptions though.
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Thank you, Jane!
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Reblogged this on Sue Vincent – Daily Echo.
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Great poem, Kim!
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Thank you, Eliza!
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I liked it. I struggled with the photo prompt as well. It really didn’t speak to me, but I did the best I could. Can’t write gems all of the time.
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That is so true 🙂
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A Poignant description of a once loved- now abandoned building. so often I wonder about these places, what they remember, what we’ve forgotten… Great Piece 😉
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Thank you, Morgan 😊
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