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  November 2013
volume 10 number 2
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    Allen Taylor has been writing poetry and fiction for 25 years. He is the author of Rumsfeld's Sandbox and The Saddest Tale Ever Told, both of which are available for the Kindle at Amazon.com. The creator of the #twitpoem hashtag, he posts Twitter poems daily. You can follow him on Twitter at @Allen_Taylor. He is well known as the chief garden gnome at Garden Gnome Publications. His personal website is:
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Neuschwanstein

Seated high above the vaulted crags
An unfinished mystery attacks all eyes
Like a stab in the fog or the dark,
A tribute to legend and history’s once mad king
Who dreamed of living his myth-like life.

     Tristan and Isolde above his bed,
     The king of kings above his head,
     The fabled swan swam all around
     Until the day his sickness drowned;
     The music protected by young Parcifal
     High above the gorge that binds its walls.

Bavaria’s home, this castle, a fairy tale unfulfilled,
Tannhauser lives through ages never viewed

     From the bridge which outgrew her master’s disease;
     Marienbrucke threw off the son she could not appease.

Ludwig, O Ludwig, how wondrous was your work
Admired through your scope from below.

     Could you have imagined the fame
     Your masterpiece would elicit;
     Or the elevation of your name
     Inspired by a million visits?

Did your father’s house deepen, or deplete, your resolve?
Was your favorite schloss a hindrance to your will?
How then did you cope when your enemies brought bad news?

     Your mistress, incomplete, stands thwarted yet adorned;
     Her imperfections are an art that others would scorn.
     Your love for one composer did justice to design,

And today your chapel stands to weather time.

copyright 2012 Allen Taylor