Cloven Inscribe
Cloven he sits in his past full of fear
On Salisbury Plains this Hades so near
Tee shaped stones in time gone fall
For fear laden stand they rose so tall
Scratch marks, chisels of a long lost past
Marks of the hoof inscribed to last
This Solstice we know in Summers heat
Time will drape, when again hoofed scrapes meet
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011
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