A Castle Stands

 

 

There on a hillside vaguely visible

Grey fog covers the low grounds

Tree bare of leaves stand protecting

So many mysteries dwelling within

Approaching slowly, then stand waiting

For an invitation from the powers invading

Many times I’ve watched the bridge

Upright, that separates from ground

Murky the mote  between castle and man

Creatures hungry for the taste of flesh

Yet curious, I like a cat with nine lives

Should the gate drop, then I will pass

What would become of me ~ tis my fate

The mystery too great to pass it along

Daringly, I accepted the ghostly bate

Entered the mausoleum and did not hesitate

 

 

K♣️ BJ

 

Images from A Poets haven