Saturday, April 21, 2012

Red Castle Sunset

Alone, lost, in the lowlands
An abandoned castle meets
The approaching night
Red skies from the sun's fire
How many evenings has it seen
How many lives has it held
Safely behind walls so thick
Cold in winter, Cool in summer
The moors chill the evening air
The mist is rising
The grass is slick
Abandoned castle is a silhouette in red
It has seen a world change around it
Seen wars and battles surround it
Now it watches seasons pass