Siege
76 creative works found
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Statue of a lion guardian outside Mdina Door, Malta This / work / has / been / produced / by / Christian / Zammit / Kindly / click / on / photo / below. / Visit my gallery / Monthly Journals
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Conwy castle.
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Cearnarfon castle. Built in 1283 by King Edward the 1st.
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Have posted about 4 images from this day so I promise it will be the last,maybe:-)Image taken looking towards Mt Macedon from Carlshue,looked as though the mountain was about to be eaten.
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Medieval castle in Conwy, north Wales. Built by Edward 1st in the thirteenth century.
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from last summer, straight from the camera
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Baeumaris Last of king edward the 1st iron ring castles. On the isle of Anglesey north Wales.
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Harlech castle North Wales. Built by Edward 1st in the thirteenth century.
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Dont forget to check out my profile for even more cool designs! /
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This monument is situated in Valletta, Malta. /
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Krak des Chevaliers, most famous Crusader castle, Syria
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Another view of the fort, this time in daylight. When the Knights of St. John came to Malta from Rhodes in 1530 they chose this fort as their main military stronghold. There was probably a Phoenicean temple to Astarte on this site before the fort was built, but the date of construction of the original fort is unknown. It was almost certainly ancient when the Knghts arrived. The creek where the yachts are moored was the scene of a pitched battle during the Great Siege of Malta (1565). The Turks who had overrun Senglea on the left, tried to swim across and mount an attack on the fort, but were stopped by the Maltese who dived into the water from the fort side and cut them to pieces in a hand-to-hand battle. / These creeks form part of the Grand Harbour, one of the finest in the Mediterranean. The peninsula of Valletta (the capital) lies shaded in the background. Pentax K 10D
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my tattoo tee ya dig!!!
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Sheltering from a blood red sun / within my castle of the night / I fear that morning will never come / and dream of things that bite
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spicy food
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A Roman Catholic Church not far from our home… seemingly under siege by all of the elements surrounding it.
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Bamburgh Castle, Northumberland. / / The Romance Music from The Witchfinder General. As sunshine therapy then, I listed all the happenings I could not explain. Could not account for in the dreadful, dreary, daily, dumb. Fearful scars across a manic mystery of my own making. Across the Camel river then to Lyonesse; to hear the bells under the waves and finding in ivy, hidden Mesopotamian mystery mazes on a rocky valley, carved, cliff wall. A witch body in an old witch blacked stone museum. A big pig, ghost pig, frightening a boy, in Thomas Hardy’s cold greenwood church. An Adder and a sign saint under a stone in a river through a fiord. The Once and Future king swimming forever under Tintagel’s waterfalls. The light of my stone megalith mystery landscape. The one they call paralis in paradise. The moor of excellent dreams. North Grandfather coming into sleep and asking to be aright, all bright. / Othneil, Lion of God, my Norman ancestor uncle, haunting me uncertainly with the sad smell of his pipe tobacco in rooms long emptied of memories. The first time in Ireland when he died in England and I did not know. / A hand touches mine in the Irish dark from nowhere. It plays and strokes and then unaccountably leaves. Leaving flowers and the smell of pipe tobacco. / A sister asleep with eyes closed at the same time as Ireland, yet reading aloud and turning pages. / The Synchronizing of timeless effect and million to one chances happening every tattled tale time I looked around, in and under, in remorseless fogged fear. / Finding this music only when I stopped listening and looking in the hiding of plain sight. / A Cavalryman in a Priest hole behind the horsehair and plaster of a friend and ancient farm. The walk across a wooden, yet carpeted floor with spurs a jingle. With his long straight pistol and sword all bright, all blood, all right. / The monster sound crashing in the eldrich dark wood of illicit listless love with the girl that ran and ran and ran along the old railway into another woman. The place and line of decapitated Captains. All these, still many more, were list listed in the black books of before bright pagan burning, as always. As Sunshine therapy then. Did it work? Oh yes and strangely enough, no.
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