by 2725dlEnnis, Clare, Clare, Ireland
Jan 2014 686 Views 5 comments
Power Cut.
No candle sticks in the Merchants today.
The rural control of the darkest Knights,
That plunder and pillage through my castle.
Stealing,
Goblets, amulets and sword.
Fear, aghasting one to hide in the corner,
Behind the blanket chest.
Blankets of security,
That Mother wtrapped me in as an infant.
Shall now be my hiding curtain,
Against the dark monsters,
That trod my stone floors,
In search of gold.
Liza Mc Beth. 16/1/14.
The rural control of the darkest Knights,
That plunder and pillage through my castle.
Stealing,
Goblets, amulets and sword.
Fear, aghasting one to hide in the corner,
Behind the blanket chest.
Blankets of security,
That Mother wtrapped me in as an infant.
Shall now be my hiding curtain,
Against the dark monsters,
That trod my stone floors,
In search of gold.
Liza Mc Beth. 16/1/14.
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Posted: Jan 2014
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Comments (5)
Great write
Phyllis
really good poem Liz!
so good to see you again. it's been awhile