Best Henge Poems

Far off the village clock was striking twelve,
he stepped into the circle's inner ring -
he'd come that night to find a hidden world 
(no fear - he was prepared for anything!)
The ground was spinning, down and down he fell,
and thought he must be dreaming home in bed;
but...

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Stones standing stones
Arranged in rows or circles
They tell a tale of ending
And eternal turning
To the burning
Gravities
They hold
And
Are...

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under a henge hides he and she
near an ecurie for equine frivolity
to neatly plait a golden mane
then ride and play in pixie’s name
at night near mid of star and moon
to slake the pangs of puckish tune
and well they may have built the henge
in ancient time...

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