Barry Stebbings Poet Sonnet

Stone Circles At Castlerigg

Silent the weathered stones in circles stand
     Where, side by side, their ancient spirits sleep.
     Sentinels that harsh time’s ravages withstand
     And through long centuries their secrets keep.
     With reverence and unknown purpose placed	
     By folk who discerned spirits in those stones
     Though we, with poor imagination graced,
     See pagan alters, sacrifice and thrones.
     Monoliths that in timeless vigil wait,
     Moss cloaked, erected in long ages past
     The return of faded cultures await,
     And oft their shadows in warm sunlight cast
     As those age old spirits in darkness sleep
     Mysteries in unbroken silence keep.

     Checked with Howmanysyllables.com

     Barry Stebbings
      11/26/18

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Judy Ball November 27, 2018 at 6:59 AM Well done Barry. Really good imagery. Loved it. Put me in mind of Easter Island. God Bless, JB Barry Stebbings November 28, 2018 at 12:44 PM Thank you very much Judy. // Barry

Gary Smith November 26, 2018 at 4:20 PM Excellent poem Barry, much enjoyed. :) Barry Stebbings November 28, 2018 at 12:42 PM Thank you very much Gary. // Barry