Poetic Response

This is a romantic Wordsworthian response to my good friend DM's poem she wrote in class. She totally surprise attacked me Japanese style with this one so, I had no choice but to declare lyrical warfare of the highest order.

What treasure are you hiding
Cooped up in your steep walls?
Barriers cold and stifling
No rays pass though these halls.

Streams of enlightenment fall on proud stones
With deaf ears.
But gives life to meager seeds
And beauty for indefinite years.

Stop! Look. Strain over your battlements.
Admire your view and stand in defiance.
“How sweet it is to be so secure
Such a shame it must be in that rotten pasture."

Death, Erosion is loving domination
Carving, swerving, sculpting like a river
Guiding, floating life by its shell
Cutting deep caverns with no end.