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Ode to the Fort by the Sea
Posted by Laura, May 9, 2009. 1032 views. ID = 2579
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Here in the lull of centuries removed
From those whom you were built to keep at bay,
You stand, crippled reminder, by the rocks,
Which waves still loudly crash upon each day.
If crumbling walls could speak, they'd surely tell,
Of men who served, and entered through your doors.
Did they eat, and drink, and laugh within the walls?
And which ones spilled their blood upon your floors?
Now those who enter call you merely quaint;
And hippies decorate with cans of paint.
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Comments
'Chelle
Dec 1, 2009 | i love this. it totally captures my feelings from being in the old forts at Cape Elizabeth.
~Posted by 'Chelle, Dec 1, 2009 |
Laura
Dec 1, 2009 | Thanks! I was at Fort William when I got the inspiration :-)
~Posted by Laura, Dec 1, 2009 | 
Jessablue
Feb 9 | This is great, I love visiting places like this and this poem totally describes exactly what I think when I walk around these places. Also, pretty nice meter.
~Posted by Jessablue, Feb 9 |
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