Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Derelict.

This is my entry to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto . You can find Sue at Daily Echo

This week the title is Derilict .

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Rachel felt, empty, derelict and Barron. The pack she had joined were not her type, they were good honest wolves, unlike her. They had not broken her kind’s code as she had. Unlike her they were not broken and  empty.

She stayed a week then one night she slipped away following the ache in her soul, looking for her Vampire love Mathew. She felt his pain, she felt his fear.

All around her as she travelled she saw the signs of the growing war, the Vampire’s against the Warewolves, both against the humans and all three against the elves and the dwarfs who were hiding more and becoming invisible.

One night Rachel came upon an old and derelict cottage, the chimney and the walls still intact but the roof was open to the elements and the sky. As the night closed in and rain began to fall she crept inside and slept watching  the stars.

Little did she know Mathew was within three miles of where she slept. Willing her to find him.

As Lisa packed her herbs and plants she also called out to Rachel, across the night she called to her friend to find them and soon . She told Rachel exactly where they were.

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The Chateau’s Lament.

Today  we  visited  the  most  beautiful  Chateau, the  grounds  were open  to  the  public  and  were  beautiful  too yet  we  were  the  only  people there.

The   family  still  live  there  though  not in the  Chateau .  The  Chateau  was  closed up  and  empty and it  was  such  a sad  sight  to  see  such  an  amazing  building,  centuries  old  and  full of  history  left  empty.

It  made  me  so  sad to  think of  the  cold  and  the  damp  eating  away  at  this  beautiful place. It  put  me in  mind  of  a  poem  I  wrote  a  couple of  years  back  about  a  derelict house . So I  have  revamped  it  a  little  to  fit  how I  felt  today.

I understand  that  the  upkeep  of  a Chateau  like  this  would  be phenomenal  but  there must  be  grants  and people  would  flock  to  see it  and pay. Anyway  just my  thoughts.

Original poem if  you are interested.

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CHATEAU’S LAMENT

unnamed (38)I was not always as you see me now, decaying  old ready to take a final bow.

I was beautiful tall and strong , a stable bet to set your life upon.

It is cold at night and the wind finds my every crack

I tremble and shudder now as the  memories of  the past flood back

I brace myself against nature’s  worst even lightening  and thunder

Each day that passes the fact I still stand here  is a wonder.
The chime of doorbells as they’d ring.I used to hear the children sing ,

Families living in me weaving their life

As I stood there for them strong in their joys and strife.

I have seen babies born and babies die,

Mothers grieving, husbands turning a blind eye.

 

Birthdays, marriages, divorces all old hat, kingly men happy in  a mistress’s care

Evil bastards who knock their women flat or  plot intrigues on the stair,

Countesses turning  a blind eye, pushed  down until they lose all hope

Weighted down with  money worries and too many children to cope.

 

The birds are now happy in my rafters

Their cooing fills my rooms instead of laughter ,

It is still a happy sound not unlike the sound

Of children playing here there  and  all around.

 

At night I imagine lovers climb through my open doors

Like  days gone by when they made love upon my carpeted floors

For them I was  their beautiful  meeting place ,

For whatever reason they may have to hide their face.

 

 

I am decaying crumbling away

I do not want to go yet I want to stay.

Try me out I could be the best deal for you

If you build me up I shall protect you true.

I could be the canvas to build your life upon.

I could be rebuilt, decorated and glazed I could dance again to people’s throng

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