George Howard

Rookie (14.02.53 / Pontefract (Broken Bridge) , UK)

A Castle Not Far - Poem by George Howard

I sat, the leaves whispering delicate incantations overhead,
A peace, not a silence, but an ancient wisdom washing over me.
A peace, born out of knowledge of battles, pains and torments.
Saturated in the walls, the earth, ages, and space.
A place crumbling, destroyed, in certain, man's folly.
The stone, standing, listening, without passing judgement, only learning,
Learning, as it seems men will never do!
Could but these walls of stone teach us,
Then! there might be hope

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 24, 2010



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