The Keep

Posted by Brad Osborne on June 25, 2019 · Leave a Comment 

The Keep ^©

^{Penned by Brad Osborne}

 

^{Stone walls, each block, mortared by tears}

^{a moment of pain, a secretive fear}

 

^{Walls thick and high, built by the years}

^{impenetrable, safe, salvation lies here}

 

^{Moat wide and black, nothing comes near}

^{don’t want to see, neither to hear}

 

^{Bridge raised high, by pulley and gear}

^{oak and hard steel, a face so austere}

 

^{The castle is built, protected by spear}

^{a harbor from the emotive frontier}

 

^{I hide in the Keep.}

^Protected.

^Alone.

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