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 © | Year Posted 2011

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Horne Avatar
July 14, 2011 at 2:56 PM
I love this atmospheric piece, James.
Ball Avatar
July 14, 2011 at 1:11 PM
WoW! Good one. Eerie and creepy and makes one think we are really not as alone as we think or would like to be. lol Really good imagery, and great description. Good job. God Bless, JB
Guzzi Avatar
July 9, 2011 at 1:32 PM
stonehenge always a mystery! Light & Love
Brown Avatar
July 9, 2011 at 6:27 AM
What a wonderful poem to read on an early Saturday morning James. Hope you are enjoying your weekend and that your are finding much inspiration along the way. Love, Carol
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