Bloodworth Castle

Bloodworth Castle's spires race through colored leaves that vary as sunlight bares its southern face towering in its glory along Augustine's tree lined path I glimpse her fateful treasure below the rise of Teignbridge Pass are streams that flow forever. The moated castle's iron gates wrought flames in Devonshire, strong arms that sized and fit the grates where breadth and height required. The Tamar River rushes down to feed her tributaries then runs her course to Plymouth Sound and greets the Plym in stages. Amid the castle's broken walls her courtyards still bear flowers, history blemished by the fall end pages filled with sorrow. Old legends marching telling tales from Kingston Downs to Dartmoor, they walk Augustine's Path each year to the place their blood was poured.