The gates silhouetted
In black seemingly
Magickal look at that path
Leading where?
To a castle perhaps
To a haunt all can share
Sorcerers gather and they cast
Spells you can feel the
A place where the past
Is brought into the present
A mist peels away
The trees lean in sympathy
Bent on the sway
Out in the countryside
Far from a town
Can’t you just feel
Whats about to go down?
Inspired by a picture on facebook tonight
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.