Castle Acre

High atop a hill of old

The crumbling walls a history told

Where maids were fair and knights were bold

A long, long time ago

Deep within the castle walls

Guarded now with rails for falls

Hiding shadows, echoes call

Only time, forgotten shows

Stretching out to fields of green

The views that countless souls have seen

Where we too now have also been

Its secrets now we know


In the valley shadow cast

By the Castle Acre walls

Castle Acre Priory rests

Its ruins proud and tall

And where once Clunaic monks trod

Its cool aisles in silent prayer

Tourists wander slowly

While sheep graze safely there.



Screen Shot 2014-06-29 at 11.22.54

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. M. Sakran
    Jul 03, 2014 @ 20:20:51

    I liked two things about this poem. I liked the past/present contrast. I also liked how every fourth line felt (even if it necessarily wasn’t) shorter. It gave an interesting beat.

    Liked by 1 person


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