This is about the nearest to a “romantic” poem I have written !
Far from the Castle Keep
Far away in a castle keep
On a misty mountain, the highest peak
By a stained glass window seated on a chair
The most beautiful girl with golden hair
A princess sighs as she waits in vain
For the promised prince to kiss away the pain
Of another world of another place
The ghostly image of a haunted face
But the seasons turn and years pass slowly
As hope begins to fade like an old worn tapestry
And dreams of wonder where dragons fly
Slowly turn and change and die
To dreams of sorrow and dreams of dread
In the land of the living and the dead
But love and magic still survive
And keep the fires of hope alive
The hero still searches and seeks
From the majestic mountains, the highest peaks
Through forests deep and misty dales
Over babbling brooks in hidden vales
Where dragons fly and rule the sky
And the mists of time go rolling by
And then one day he came by fate
To an old tower and enchanted gate
But the entrance could not be found
Tired and exhausted he lay down on the ground
And in a deep sleep he dreamed as he lay
On dragon’s wings he was carried away
Up winding stairways wound around and around
To a secret chamber the entrance he found
And there by the window sitting on a chair
The most beautiful woman with silver hair
At her dancing eyes, he could only stare
And to wipe away a glistening tear
A long embrace and they both knew
In life and love dreams do come true.
15th Aug 2015 c Denis Murphy