Castles

Lost in memories of summer nights
When she built castles in the air
Dressed in chiffon, lace and tears
A summer bloom, that slowly died.

And music played on drifting winds
young lovers twirled and whirled in tune
She taps a toe, in silent muse
Sadness in her smiled repose

A dress or organdie she wore
A butterfly of rarest charm
And men who fell for her request
dismissed by gentle waving hand

And now her summers eve draws near
As autumns plays its lulled refrain
She looks in depths of rubied glow
When flesh was firm and favours asked

Alone with castles in the clouds
Her garden set on rooftop high
She'll close her eyes and just remember
The melody of her lost youth




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Written on 2009-07-31 at 07:44

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Achernar
A most splendidly done piece of verse with some really superb meter. I loved it....
2009-08-12


NicholasG
A lovely melancholy reminisce. It fits well with the present mood and weather.
Thanks
Nick
2009-07-31



The human ability to construct our castles in the air is probably what keeps us going when the bloom of youth withers. On the other hand, imaginary castles can be very satisfying, because we're the architects and there are no limits. I'm always impressed with the way your poems seem to have a subtle but distinct rhythm that lends to reading them aloud.

William
2009-07-31


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
this is a beautiful poem...

I particularly liked the line, "Sadness in her smiled repose"

Good job Elle

xxx Stan
2009-07-31