Stonehenge Poems - Poems about Stonehenge

breathing life into envisaged giants our days were long but calling we finished standing these stones of time their face our face our hands were bleeding as we sank into the ground left a future in our wake diminished we knew we had to do it but to their colossus we now rest in peace to set all peace to come ...

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BLUESTONES GUARDING THE MOONLIGHT SILVER STREAKS RIPPLING OVER THE ROCKS TOWERING GUARDIANS OF THE MAGIC CIRCLE HUNDREDS OF DRUIDS IN ROBES OF MANY COLORS LANTERNS OF BLUE SWING WHERE DAEKNESS DWELT ENTERING INTO YJE GATEWAY TO ETERNITY...

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To say hello to spring Winter relents in time, Grey goes green, smiles gream grime, Nature knows— not to cling. Seasons change on their own And wait not till too late To kiss change on due date, All things change, even stone. But man seems stuck sans clue, Feels frozen facing change, Red nor green, but orange! He...

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At Stonehenge poised for morn in deepest darkness, We beckon Lady Ceridwen, our Goddess Crone, And mark Samhain’s quiet constant stillness, To death in Yule we walk with magic to the stone. Dark mother, wise one, heal us in the underworld, Where the winter souls find rebirth in breaking sun. It returns the fecund resplendence that it unfurled, And warms the blood...

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rain washed stand the stones, with carvings of human hand, in their quiet stature they speak a language to us unknown! tons of hardened rock, designed to withstand the fury, of weather, nature and time’s flow, to express secret wishes of our soft beating hearts. inscriptions tell us what should be and what could be, ten commandments anew for a society more lost than...

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Stonehenge is a famous monument in Britain a prehistoric mystery, architecturally sophisticated built in stages, the first part built 5000 years ago the unique Neolithic stone circle about 2500 BC it is thought to be build by Druid Celtic high priests and used for sacrificial ceremonies in their time also thought to be a place for burials of the dead it...

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Stonehenge in the long shadows sundown...

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Reflecting on Stonehenge Ancient mysteries Neolithic man left behind Their enlightened thought suggests heaven and earth are twin powers harnessed through astronomy Standing stones silent witness. Sunrise, sunset, and solstice Natural chronometer heaven's perpetual pulse Celebrations long since dead Echoes muted Excavations ongoing hypothesis abounding. Abiding mystery What drove this undertaking? How was knowledge obtained? Science of astronomy was remote truth for ancients Removed from Sailsbury Plain other henges' ~ Question why? Reflect Poetry Contest Sponsored by...

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Stonehenge sang to me. Singing stone-age ancestors. ...

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Prehistoric people built Stonehenge The rumors about this never end. Predicting the moon Sun or monsoon Spiritual place on a road with a bend...

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Stonehenge by Michael R. Burch Here where the wind imbues life within stone, I once stood and watched as the tempest made monuments groan as if blood boiled within them. Here where the Druids stood charting the stars I can tell they longed for the heavens ... perhaps because ...

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First Annual Poetry Soup Convention shall be held on June 21st at Stonehenge For Nina’s convenience and to entice Jan, Melani, Brandy, Heidi and Anne-Lise. M.L., Rhona, Brian, Joseph, and Emile will build the fire, and bring magic. Jennifer, Michelle, Aditi, Carolyn, Lu and Panagiota will laugh into the night. Victor, Demetrios, Andrew, Gershon and Chris will build their...

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Stonehenge in the long shadows --sundown...

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When the stones do sing And wrap us in their strong embrace Then the inner being binding our cosmos Reflects the sacrality of such communion We are one,though many Fused in togetherness Individually cleansed Sharing our common consciousness Denied in everyday traffic Where ego trumps our better natures Drowning out the sound of silence Within which we find our true selves Fleetingly perhaps But oh so necessary For our...

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I've never seen them before, but know they're in Elbert County, Georgia put there by a mysterious man by the name of R.C. Christian, who put them on display in dixieland, 1980 circa, They have 10 new age rules, which are occultic in my view, stating that he is a tree hugger, and wants billions of people to perish, thinking in his view, were nothing more...

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