by dantes85Westmeath, Ireland
May 2011 351 Views 2 comments
Reclamation
We glide through the doors
Of an ice chateau,
Preserved forever
In it's frozen glory.
We walk down the streets
Of a crumbling city,
Keepsake of ages past;
A fading daguerreotype.
We stumble through the ruins
Of deserted decadence,
Resplendent in former glory;
Relic of time immemorial.
Whispers of a forgotten people,
Bound forever in Stone and Steel,
Emanate from the works of all that was,
To fall like Autumn leaves,
On ears that no longer listen.
Of an ice chateau,
Preserved forever
In it's frozen glory.
We walk down the streets
Of a crumbling city,
Keepsake of ages past;
A fading daguerreotype.
We stumble through the ruins
Of deserted decadence,
Resplendent in former glory;
Relic of time immemorial.
Whispers of a forgotten people,
Bound forever in Stone and Steel,
Emanate from the works of all that was,
To fall like Autumn leaves,
On ears that no longer listen.
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Posted: May 2011
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