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When the Earth Was Young

Smouldering charcoal smoke drifting
Heady mead distilled  from  honey...
Whethered white skin tropical sea
Gleaming sun  path  on  the water
Rising up out of the ancient ocean
Bronze  sheild  glinting in the light
Celtic metalwork deep in the earth
A hundred million years ago under
the sea was the great sacred stone
Ceremonial patterns of swirling line
Druids  little  hamlet  thatched  roofs
were bathed in the suns reddish light.
Freshly baked bread  crickets at night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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