‘Of a Swiss Fortress – Ruined’ by Camilla Marx The Society March 25, 2014 Culture, Poetry 1 Comment I dreamed again last night, of waters, raging, That break in waves across the Thunersee, Where mountains coldly climb, fir-clad and aging; Impervious to the rain against the scree; Of ramparts there that guard a fort forgotten, With walls where torches burned and moss now grows Where rooks now wrest from kings a power ill-gotten And trees, unstopped, encroach in place of foes. I dreamed again of unfulfilled ambition And hopes, dispersed, like waves on that cold shore And lives compelled by power and high position That slipped away, like sand, to strive no more. For though she stood against all dangers hidden Time and decay crept swift, unhindered, in And soldiers were – in oversight – unbidden To guard against the enemy within. I dreamed last night of yesterdays, now sleeping Where a lone cross marks unread history While all man’s pride stands, empty-eyed, still keeping Its endless watch across the Thunersee. Camilla Marx lives with her husband, Bryan, in Grahamstown, South Africa. She completed a BA Theology (Hons) in historical theology, and in her spare time enjoys reading, opera, history and walking. Featured Image: Weissenau Castle Ruins, Interlaken, Switzerland, Canton of Bern. Photo by PJ Kaszas. Related Post ‘To a Red-Winged Black Bird on the Advent of Spring... To a Red-Winged Black Bird on the Advent of Spring For some a robin heralds in the Spring. Others: a crocus or a daffodil. My old man claims it’s... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail One Response Joshua Philipp March 25, 2014 Wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing this, Camilla. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.