The Castle

The Castle

Boldly the tower stands against the dreary late autumn,

Dull and damp, the cold stone resists the drizzle and gusts,

Perhaps a mere shadow of their grandeur past,

Yet reverberating with the memories of glory.

 

Padre

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Today’s prompt from Go Dog Go Cafe

Here are 3 words to spark your imagination for a piece of poetry.  BUT, you CANNOT USE these 3 words in the poem.  What images, feelings, emotions do they conjure up for you? Good luck!

gray, wind, echoes