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The Tower - Week 43

You never see a stormy sky
though you reside in the clouds,
no noises from the busy burg
rise high enough to disturb you,
no birds nesting in the nooks
wake you with their trilling,
no voice from your past can haunt you.
An ivory tower impenetrable
helps you escape it,
there is only music if you make it,
but you don’t sing anymore
do you?


Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2024-2025)" 

Week 43 - Prompt - image of a white castle with spires and towers reaching to the clouds