magic of dunstanburgh

along a seascape that turns into dreams we wandrered

past the black rocks that glow from the kiss of the sea

Childhood scenes evoked of castles and legend

of fortresses, gold and secrets forgotten

old men of the sea whispered of this place

Even the angels spread rumour of it's beauty

I suppose history sneeks upon on you

and surrounds you only with awe when you breathe it

for this fortress has stood since 1313

growing ever more beautiful in decay and

I savour walking through realms

of dreamscapes from my own fairy tales

 

 

 

 

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