CRUMBLING CASTLE AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD

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By Tom H. Brooks 3

 

Turbulent

charcoal-colored clouds

jagged mountains like crooked teeth

heartless cold wind of fiend`s breath

howling of imaginary wolves

cacophony of crows

Lonely isolated estate

crumbling walls of faded rusty brick

tangled creeping gray ivy

broken windows like sightless dark eyes

strange echoes in marble hallways

cobwebs in musty crawlspaces

forgotten piano with no music left to play

Eyes of spiders

Evil glitter of something reaching

for nothing

A once majestic balcony offering views

to no one

Drops of water falling somewhere

throne of black obsidian

icy fireplace filled with ashes

something taken

nothing given

a secret tunnel

spectral light of the ghost sun rising

bathing the night in a hollow glow

There is nothing

left

to

say

 

THB3

 

 

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