From Castle Walls Poem by Charlie F. Kane

ACT ONE-
Electricity fizzles through her eyes,
And there’s a sparkle in her voice
As she tells me of her past
Or some oft repeated story.
A lady I once daydreamed
Of becoming my queen
But instead she’s another courtier like me.

The ghost of some old movie star
Is imagined in our words-
We should have been born 50 years ago.

ACT TWO-
We used to sit on castle walls
Just overseeing the ants within,
Then while I tied up my shoe lace
She jumped down to join them.
I did not want to jump-
I was afraid I might fall.
She found her comfort, they saw her beauty,
It wasn’t just me who saw it anymore.

I still sit on those castle walls
Still watching the giants above.
She sometimes sees me,
Drops down and brings me
A crust of bread.
We talk about other things,
But her eyes long for another country.

©Charlie F. Kane

30/7/08