Rubble stones lie overgrown
In a nearby local wood
Once a lovely castle and a home
Landed gentry owned the land
Coal seams found below
So they built a lovely castle
A picture tells me so
A painting by a local lass
Jane Anne Wright
Who travelled round this area
An invalid with fight
Immobilised from accident
She filled her life with light
Watercolour paintings
Of everything in sight
The well to do were Murrays
Their home a sight to see
The coal dug out from underground
Meant a monument of degree
Beautiful Scots baronial
Lovely to behold
A home for a family
Till the day it had to fold
The family had an only son
He went to fight in France
The Great War took him overseas
Guess he never had a chance
They lost their son maybe their fight
Lived on as twilight fell
Too costly now to keep it up
So it was blown to hell
Only sorry stones remain
Silent in a wood
And a painting hanging on a wall
Where the artist one time stood
Depicting beauty on a frame
Polmaise Castle fine
Before the family fortune fell
And a son before his time
Brian Fahy
17 November 2021
Erris Poetry 