wild flowers

among castle ruins

the head's a beverage

thoughts-a-brewin'

as life plods on

& all that glibness

they say here's haunted

a wraith i've yet to witness

apart from the headless ones

consequences - quencecons

a punished uprising but now most of the stones have gone

as bricks for the local homes

scattered yet abound

like these wild flowers 

but the other way around

...