this fortress has no drawbridge
I see no way that I can breach
the tall unwelcoming walls
I have knocked umpteen times
I get no reply
I can feel the foreboding vibes
a coldness that makes me shiver
as my overtures are repelled
never seen an occupant
yet it’s stark emptiness calls me compellingly
on the nights of the silent moon
darkened winds draw me in
my curiosity birthed of haunting
I have a habit of homing into hearts
I will keep trying to make this devastated heart a home.
Written for dVerse Poetics: outside looking in
