Saturday, November 10, 2018

I used to gaze at castles


I used to gaze at castles
And dream you'll understand
Their high stone walls
Pennants and armies at command.

My battle voice so rarely used
On illustrated plates
I used to gaze at castles
Think of all within their gates.

At Harlech, where the castle stands
The sea has fled
A golf course and a camp site
Sit in the harbour's stead

I dreamt how ships came into port
With mutton and with mead
Just thirty men to hold the fort
Was all that they did need.

There is no call for castles now
Walls just well built memories
That make this tourist town
There for all to see.

Caricatured in knights and wars
Moores of legend and of magic
I used to gaze at castle walls
Never knew a siege so tragic.

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