Castle

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    Castle

    Castle

    Inherent ….

    Wearing my heart

    On thy sleeve

    I succumb to the pressure

    I bow out,

    I take my leave

    Placing my heart

    Behind a fortress

    Anticipating my gatekeepers call

    He comes to scale these tethered walls

    Seeking entrance

    With words of love, poetic rhymes

    While I wait to feel the magic

    Of the emotions that I hide

    For what seems like long ago,

    Your words captured my heart,

    To a place I would fall

    Continually, all the way down

    Where I would land waiting

    While my writer’s soul

    Lays dormant in a dungeon

    Chiseled out in the corner

    Of my heart..

    Waiting for it’s release

    With the beckoning of his words

    And their tantalizing call

     

    carolann

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    GinasDiamond commented on Castle

    09-29-2009

    very nice! I would love to read more of your lovely poems.

    carolw

    09/29/2009

    Thank you! I haven't posted anything in awhile, but I appreciate your comments and I have newfound motivaton!!

    linlee commented on Castle

    07-16-2009

    I'm not sure how to rate a poem. It feels like trying to rate someone's feelings, their past and future and everything in between. Therefore, I don't rate too many of the poems I read here. I hope you're okay with that.

    linlee commented on Castle

    07-16-2009

    Looking for a sincere loving person, isn't that what makes the world what it is today? I can understand the message you're sharing here. We like to hide until we feel safe, but it's hard to feel safe with someone we're afraid to open to. I enjoyed the message here.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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