
For visually challenged writers, the image shows the ruined tower of a castle, seen through the cross-shaped window of another tower.
The Keep
Nature needs not straight lines
It is only man who craves those confines.
Nature fills the sky with grey and blue
And the earth below with many a hue.
Man builds his dwelling with straight sides
Using what mother provides.
The shape of a cross in a ruin’s walls
Looks to a tower as it crumbles and falls.
Where once an archer stood
Shooting his arrows , true and good.
Now is empty and only cold winds blow
Nature blurs the lines bring beauty were she goes.
We will never know what secrets sleep
Hidden within the castle’s keep.

Jan 16, 2020 @ 14:02:13
This is really lovely, Willow x
Jan 16, 2020 @ 13:21:45
Thank you Sue,
Jan 16, 2020 @ 13:23:14
I am having trouble, I can’t post comments on your page , also I had to refollow you as somehow I was not following you ??
Jan 16, 2020 @ 15:16:30
Absolutely lovely Sis โค
Jan 16, 2020 @ 17:56:01
Thank you Sis ๐
Jan 16, 2020 @ 16:34:29
Very nice, Willow. I enjoyed this poem. I think huge (4th line) is meant to be hue?
Jan 16, 2020 @ 17:58:26
Thank you yes indeed it is ๐
Jan 16, 2020 @ 18:00:03
All corrected now ๐
Jan 16, 2020 @ 16:45:30
Aww this beautifully descriptive poems, and the photo fits
Jan 16, 2020 @ 17:57:41
Sue Vincent always gives us beautiful photo prompts ๐
Jan 17, 2020 @ 21:19:22
I love this, Willow. So evocative! ๐๐๐
Jan 17, 2020 @ 22:22:52
Thank you I do try ๐
Jan 18, 2020 @ 07:15:15
Thank you Sue๐
Jan 18, 2020 @ 20:20:55
Lovely… Sharing. โค
Jan 18, 2020 @ 21:18:44
Thank you ๐
Jan 23, 2020 @ 09:27:40
Thank you Sue ๐