Into The Castle Poem by Garland Jodie Jeen

</>We in the Gallery

intriguing how as if under a spell

moving towards the fantasy

came along vintage smell

alone i cited the canvas with that scenery

a castle with gated storeys

front presents turquoise stairs mossy

sneak inside

no soul in my sight

huge wan chandelier upon ceiling

hardly a ray in darkness like ink

dingy fire in oil lamps dancing

a touch of moonlight fell foretelling another morning

tailed the shadow of a butterfly

my head hit by a buzz toward paradize

along oddly familiar corridors

reflection of my shade on both sides

one of which worn,

sliding open as if a sandpaper were torn

gray shades moused about

the only me stepped in a bizarre pace

felt being gazed

when cleared the cobweb away

i saw myself in an old protrait

year 1444 signed at the framebase