September 19, 2017 by phicks2012
The short poem below was written for no particular reason. It was simply time to post another verse, and while considering what topic I might choose, I was watching the Science Channel’s “Unearthed” program “Hunt for King Arthur’s Castle”. I love castles, obviously, and one day I want to walk through more of them than I have done already.
However, in the meanwhile here’s the verse, also to be published in our monthly SCA Newsletter “The Equinox”, and I hope some will enjoy it.
Stone-walled, soaring near the river crossing
Where the armed must sail or ford shield-bearing,
Or upon the coast where waves are tossing,
Guarding ‘gainst the armored foe sea-faring,
There in mortared might they lift their towers,
Awe-embattled, built to give no quarter,
Moated, and portcullised, and empowered,
Holding back barbarian and martyr.
Round the keep the bastions strong, enduring,
And secure, all enemies defying,
And protection from the blade assuring
For the gentles who should not be dying.
Castles of the world in splendor rising,
Though they crumble, worn by war and weather,
They arose from dreams uncompromising
Meant to rise defiantly forever.
[26 August, A.S. LII, 2017]