Bridget Fahey O’Brien
Castle From My Nightmare
Inspiration piece
Fragments of a Dream
By Annmarie Lockhart
Response
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locked in the turret
of a dark cold castle
made of rock thrown up
on the steep shore
of a raging sea
…..
from the window I see
waves smash mineral dust
mad against jagged rock
and a ship, sailing closer
every night as I keep watch
…..
I sleep in fitful dreams,
the noon sun slanted across
the room, the tower tumbles
to ruin on the shore as
I walk dressed in white
…..
toward unknown days;
but always there’s the sea
pulling, pushing, mirroring
the pallid moon and rinsing
clean the memory from the dream
.
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6 Comments
Wow, great image and great poem. You two work well together. I think you must have known each other in a previous life.
Bridget, you’re picture is striking. Annmarie, you must have conversations with the supernatural. How else can you write such haunting poems?
Amazing verse and art. Perfect combination.
Bridget, your pictures are always incredible. Such a gift!
Thanks for sharing.
Annmarie, your words continue to amaze. I look forward to everything you write. Wonderful job to the both of you!
This truly is a haunting poem. I belong to a Dream Group and we could make much of this dream, but then you’ve surpassed what we could do.
And the ‘castle’ just so right! Amazing!
This truly is a haunting poem. You’re an awsome poet and I can see your vivid dream. And the ‘castle’ is so right! Amazing! Thank you for sharing.