Best Castle Poems
~Sand Castle De Mal~
Beauty sails along the shores of life
Out there broken dreams form above sand dunes
Silent, God listens to the triumph of his creation
3-14-2015
3 line verse
Wrinkles and gray hair
get me in a rage
and I say to myself,
“Why don't you act your age!"
My poor aching feet
remind me to wear sensible shoes
but these black stilettos
take away the blues.
.
I wear glasses to see
but they're tinted green
and make me look
cool and mean.
I have a million pills to swallow
and sometimes I think my head is hollow.
I forget my keys, my purse and my coat.
Where in the hell did I put that remote?
Once I was so limber
I could touch my toes
but I refuse to talk
about my ills and woes.
When pouring the tea
if my hands shake
I simply say,
"Another earthquake!"
What was I thinking
When I bought that new car?
My old one was fine.
It just couldn’t go far.
I’d go on a trip
if it weren’t for my hip.
Maybe I'll give up drinking.
Well, I’ll just take a sip.
Okay, I’ll take my pills
for all my ills.
I’ll take a walk around the block
but I will not wear those damn compression socks!
Well, I guess I’ll hang in there
as long as I can
just to see my grands
build castles in the sand.
I'll exercise each day
while in my head I’ll say,
“I still feel like I’m only twenty-five.
Thank God, it’s great to be alive!”
By: Carole O’Terry Duet
Copyright: 6/20/2020
“All Rights Reserved”
Thus we follow little Puff Puff brave and true,
For the Castle of Magic was within her view…
She will journey far under the skies of blue,
When she gets there, will she know what to do?
The Dragon Queen was angered and sent her men,
To look for little Puff Puff for she had escaped again…
“No one shall leave the Queen” from her Dragons den,
Huffing & puffing letting loose a fireball now and then…
Yet little Puff Puff journeyed tranquil and quite serene,
Unknowing she had tempered her Grandma, the Queen…
She decides to rest upon a rock near a relaxing ravine,
She sees movement followed by a silent smoke screen…
“Hi” a welcoming smile, “I’m Heidi the holographic fairy”
Created by the Queen for the forest to be rather scary…
Over time she had become kind & gentle on the contrary,
Thus venturing together toward the Castle joyful & merry…
Just behind them the Queen’s henchmen Victor & Gershon,
Protectors of the land who would tickle you upon desertion…
“Stop! Now, by the Queen’s command, your exiling exertion”
The men being weary, asked to tag along in their conversion…
Off they went, now a foursome to reckon as happy as can be,
The Castle a stone throw away, with water above their knee…
Puff Puff & her crew decided to cross the water in their spree,
But it was too much for Victor & Gershon for they had to pee…
The Castle in sight, the drawbridge opens observing the team,
Slowly tippy-toeing in, huddled together they hear a scream…
Before them stood a magnificent creature out from the steam,
“State your business, for I am Illuminatra the Empress supreme”
...to be continued...with more characters!!!
Oct.14.2019
Composed by Winged Warrior
Background...Internet Composite
Two-Headed Dragons & Little Puff Puff...Illustrated by Winged Warrior
Background Music...Children's Fairy-Tales from the Internet
With a female virtual voice
The story is based upon Aklia, Brenda Chiri's beautiful granddaughter
Thanks to everyone for their comments & making this poem POTD
I walk the path amid the trees
Where footsteps of the past have tread
Where ancient stones of Blarney please,
Where lips upon the stone are wed.
My roots run deep with Irish blood
and County Cork's where my folk hale.
There Blarney meets where tourists flood
to kiss the stone below the rail.
Enchanting are the turrets here
bedecked in autumn's vines of red,
the little stream that wanders near,
and steps to where I'm being led.
The Blarney stone at last I see,
so bending backwards now to kiss
the stone, my friend is holding me.
That’s not a mark I want to miss!
I have a thought; I now can say
my mouth has touched where many more
have touched upon this stone of gray.
How many thousands came before?
These ancient walls in ruin stand
With greater hist'ry than most know,
Yet still throngs yield to their command
In visitors that come and go.
Inside the marrow of my bones,
I feel a thrill . Will eloquence
Be mine from having kissed this stone?
I feel a chill of reverence!
For the Partner UP Contest of Shadow Hamilton: Theme: Castles
Finished 9/4/2015 By Connie Marcum Wong and Andrea Dietrich
Upon a grassy hill, so long ago,
there stood a lovely 'castle', tall and white;
was built in eighteen eighty-six, aglow
with cozy rooms and firesides burning bright.
So charming were the winding stairs that flared
'neath grand cathedral ceiling's chandelier.
Outdoors, a rolling lawn and gardens shared
a rippling stony brook, so full and clear.
This 'castle' on the hill from long ago
became a fairytale- no more to see.
Now, only precious thoughts that come and go
can bring to life my fading memory.
My childhood 'castle' on the hill is gone-
our home- torn down to build a bridge upon.
Love is the wine of life
It intoxicates beyond all
Human boundaries
Love is a pollination agent
It spreads far above all
Races and tongues
Love is an endless river
That flows to all land
The song of love rules
All ears and ages
Our body and soul is tied
Together by love
Love is the best language
In the universe because
Love melts mountains of obstacles
In a wondrous world least never seen,
Hidden is the Lair of the Dragon Queen…
Protector of her Kingdom of jaded green,
Some would say she was rather mean…
The granddaughter Little Puff Puff was her name,
Spirited as her Grandma the proof in her flame…
A little more understanding her mother to blame,
She would save her Kingdom the older she became…
Practicing her breathing come day and twilight,
Being brave like her Grandma in case of a fight…
She puffed and she puffed using all her might,
Behold, all surprized she eventually did ignite…
“Never leave the Kingdom,” the Queen said with a stare,
But Little Puff Puff did not listen she was without care…
One day she gathered her things the Queen unaware,
And left her Kingdom with the guidance of her feisty flare.
Far in the distance, she saw a Castle as beautiful as can be,
She wanted a better look and so she climbed the first tree…
The Castle enchanted her and nearly got bit by an old bee,
These are the adventures of Little Puff Puff brave & carefree.
This poem was inspired and in honor of Brenda Chiri's beautiful granddaughter whom we call Puff Puff...Brenda requested of me to write her a tale...a Dragons tale that is for Little Puff Puff and all children...
The illustration is a composite of 3 separate pictures from the net...only for decor...just having fun
Sep.24.2019
Winged Warrior
Not for any contest
A CASTLE OF TEMPTATION
Proudly standing amidst three lochs, verdant hills
a Castle enciente breathing beauty but sadly chants
passed feuds sparking battles having harried their foe
and it's demise caused by Frigates cannonball screams.
Colonel MacRae-Gilstrap rebuilds now redeemed:
stoned arch bridge supersede the sea highway flow,
circular stairs and ceilings with coat of arms grants
changes made but its history today remains still
Tourists not deterred by ghost tales scary extreme
But await they exercise for imaginations to show
the setting, a romantic reincarnation that enchants
attracted lovers to celebrate their matrimonial thrill
Eilean Donan Castle in its stunning reachable location
pose the Western Highlands of Scotland a temptation.
Written by: Olive Eloisa Guillermo and James Andrew Fraser
8:46 pm; August 18, 2015
As we watch our dark evening sky
Bejeweled with magnificent stars,
Called to our minds comes the endless
Dream to solve all the mysteries
Entrusted to vast cosmic space-
Forever, our undying wish.
Great questions we ask about space;
Have the answers always been vague?
Is it much too much to surmise
Justly, far worlds support life?
Know of us- where we are?
Likely explore their own skies
Many million light-years away?
Now, we are secure on this Earth;
Of course, when we think about her,
Perhaps as just dust in the sky,
Questions about why we're here,
Relative to measureless space,
Sometimes are too much to address.
Thank God for our heaven of stars
Under which we thrive, even though,
Vast, endless heavens surround us
With mysteries deep and unknown.
Xanadu for sure, you are Earth!
You are our great castle among
Zillions of spheres in the cosmos.
February 14, 2015
Contest: Abecedarian Poem Any Subject You Want
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
( I visited the palace of Dracula in the year 2003 while attending The World Congress of Poets)at Iasi, Romania. If anyone interested to view Dracula Castle, I have placed a photo on my photo blog)
Deep in the Carpathian Mountains
Perched atop on a rocky peak
Is the castle of prince Dracula of Romania
But his way to rule was quite unique.
He was a ruler, a researcher, a law-maker
And law-breaker, a lover of a different kind.
His preferred method of torture was impalement
Hammering nails into one’s head,
Hacking of the limbs, burning alive
Cutting of noses and ears,
Mutilation of sexual organs
And last, not the least, boiling alive.
Inhuman cruelty infamous in history
Stake would be forced through the body
Till it immerged from the mouth.
Like a scientist he made research
On to make it slow to die.
Strange were the ways for the welfare of people
And what a way to keep people wealthy
Poor, vagrant, beggars, and the cripples
Were invited for the feast in a great hall.
After the feast, ordered to set fire on the hall.
What a way to solve poverty and over-population!
Dracula had a mistress, a fair one who drove him
To distraction but ready to please this moody man.
Once she told him that she was with a child
Dracula had her examined for veracity of her claim.
When told, she was not with a child he drew his knife
Cutting her open from groin to the breasts
What a strange way to verify the truth and honesty.
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Date: 1-27-14
Form: Free Verse
Dr. Ram Mehta
Third Place Win
Contest: Castles by Shadow Hamilton
In the heart of the Loire valley
Where the river wends its way
A young dreamer lured by nature
Free of care played music gay
As he wandered along footpaths
Playing lightly on his flute
By the vineyards in abundance
And the orchards full of fruit.
It was there that he encountered
A fair maiden and her art
She was painting on her canvas;
With a smile she stole his heart.
From then on they met in secret
Near the rolling hills in green
Where the flowers looked in wonder.
They were happy and serene.
They made love and plans together
Spoke of dreams they meant to share
Looked at life through coloured lenses
And built castles in the air.
Then one night a storm erupted
Unexpected in mid May,
Raging waters in a frenzy
Came and took her life away.
All his dreams were quickly shattered
And the castle tumbled down
For his Queen of Hearts had left him
Broken king without a crown.
In the ruins of the castle
He was left to sit and grieve
And his friends who came to visit
All were kindly asked to leave.
Days and nights passed undetected
As he dreamed of raven hair
On his lips he felt her kisses
Woke to find she was not there.
Then one day, he rose with vigour
Once again he built the dream
Made a castle even finer
Standing stately by their stream.
And the people came to marvel
At the wonder of this sight
For there in the very centre
Was her statue gleaming bright.
Now the castle so resplendent
Stands a testament to love
Which will never wane or wither
Conquers death and soars above.
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26th August, 2015
Paul Callus & Eileen Manassian
Contest: Partner Up
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Crows gather around the mysterious, abandoned castle,
Its bastions and towers drowning within a mournful silence.
Ghostly shadows loom within the dungeons and the murder holes,
Screams of perished souls are locked within the castle walls.
Long it has stood there upon a mountain of tempestuous winds,
Withholding a secret from haunting years passed.
Stones big, dark and looming, an ancient evil lurks inside,
Creeping through each room, an eeriness unexplained.
Each corridor discloses a tale of bloodshed on that dreaded night,
when the devil sent his descendants to run havoc amongst the mortals.
The bitter queen who summoned them did not live to confess the tragedy,
She took her life, witnessing all before her slaughtered including the adulterous king.
As a child, I had heard countless legends of the forbidden castle,
Of the torture chambers and the merciless beheading of the accused innocent.
Many have warned, “Beware…stay away…” and now I stand before the entrance,
The devilish crows watching knowingly, as if they foresee my fate.
“Beware the snares in the dark, for Death grins, awaiting your coming…”
A special collaberation with The Silent One
Thanks for the opportunity! :)
I thought I was safe behind Castle walls
Within my Kingdom I made the rules
There outside the gate I heard her calls
Why did I choose to listen to fools
I opened the drawbridge, let her in
Within my Kingdom I made the rules
I had not known where she had been
Her ideas corrupted my mind
I opened the drawbridge, let her in
In the beginning she seemed so kind
At my table together we ate
Her ideas corrupted my mind
Completly unaware of my fate
She beguiled me, with that lovely smile
At my table together we ate
I became subdued after a while
She beguiled me, with that lovely smile
I thought I was safe behind castle walls
There outside the gate her lover calls
Written February 3rd for Shadow's Castle Contest.
The king and the queen in a boat
Started lazily out of the moat
When the king got aggressive
'Twas very impressive
To see that the king didn't float!
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There stands a desolate castle on England's venerable shore,
That once sheltered a royal line that ruled its sprawling realm.
Now, according to local lore, eerie things are seen and heard,
In that castle by the sea, in that haunted castle by the sea!
On blustery nights a spectral sentry is seen pacing its towers.
Clad in mail, armed with lance, he's heard to herald the hours.
His disembodied voice is heard e'en o'er the raging storm,
Atop that castle by the sea, atop that haunted castle by the sea!
On stormy nights as thunder crashes and the savage gale shrieks,
Lightning illumes a princess wraith, tears coursing down her cheeks,
As she waves to her handsome prince who goes forth into battle,
In that castle by the sea, in that haunted castle by the sea!
On moonlit nights a phantom hearse drawn by six ebon steeds,
Trailed by ghostly figures intoning haunting dirges is often seen.
As drifting clouds overshadow the moon, it fades from view,
Nigh that castle by the sea, nigh that haunted castle by the sea!
If only those barren, lichen covered walls could only speak,
But, alas, they now stand forlorn, eternally mute and bleak.
The haunting secrets they might reveal are forever buried,
In that castle by the sea, in that haunted castle by the sea!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Honorable Mention in Debbie Guzzi's "Jack OUT Of The Box" Contest - Jun 2011