The Henge -- Free verse

Chilling winds echo setting sun.
carrying time backwards
temple of peace, focal point,
herders’ lands mingle with grain,
where bronzed traders negotiate.



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The Words in the Stones (Variation)

Proudly, in circle, they stand tall,
Aveb’ry, a Pagan’s hallowed hall.
For all my wrongs I will atone,
When in their midst, I’m not alone.

I feel their strength, absorb their power,
High above me Ancients tower.
Sanctuary of standing stone,
Sat in their midst, I’m not alone.

My age of youth has gone with time,
The magic still has flow and rhyme.
I learn with them the way of Crone,
Stood in their midst, I’m not alone.

Proudly, in circle, they stand tall,
Lost in their midst, I’m not alone.

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The Words In Stones

Proudly, in circle, they stand tall,
Aveb’ry, a Pagan’s hallowed hall.
For all my wrongs I will atone,
When in their midst, I’m not alone.

I feel their strength, absorb their power,
High above me Ancients tower.
Sanctuary of standing stone,
When in their midst, I’m not alone.

My age of youth has gone with time,
The magic still has flow and rhyme.
I learn with them the way of Crone,
When in their midst, I’m not alone.

Proudly, in circle, they stand tall,
When in their midst, I’m not alone.

© Jem Farmer, All rights reserved

Avalon Calls

I gazed in awe upon the azure skies
And watched the worlds above align for me
The spirits wove on Earth where darkness lies
The threads of nature into tapestry

An ancient king surveys the hillside view
He guards the gate of hallowed temple ground
As magic joins with life in arcane blue
The keys to Avalon fall without sound.

As dreams subside and I awake mid stone
And hear the words each says to set me free
A message from the gods for man "atone"
The stones speak in their ancient tongue to me

I feel the flames of sin in pain of burns
Then peace as Avalon at last returns.

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Prompt: 

I gazed up to the sky and saw the heavens in alignment. I then looked down to the earth and realized we were weaving the sky into the tapestry of the land, recreating Heaven on Earth. I climbed to the top of a hill, which dominated the landscape, and beheld a marvellous temple of stone marking the exact point of merging energies." 

I awoke!

Spirit speaks in many ways. I listened intently as I was guided from one stone to another, one message to the next, as the stones spoke their ancient tongue. And Avalon returned to Earth