Strange forms on the edge of reality
Weaving patterns of past mystery
Tantalising threads repeating
Spiral across the ages
Unveil the tapestry
Unravelling time
Ancient portals
Opening
Open
Hearts
Now
At peace
Silent stone
Voiceless wisdom
Whispers to the wind
Gifts of understanding
From the well of memory
Half-forgotten yet remembered
Wraiths of a past that seeded our birth
Dance like wildflowers in a summer breeze
Double etheree for Colleen’s poetry challenge
The photos were taken at Avebury in midsummer, where we will be hosting this year’s June workshop weekend, Hidden Avebury: Seeking the Unseen.
Beautiful poem Sue.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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A pleasure!
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Beautiful poem
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Thank you.
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That stone looks like a donkey…
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Or a cow…or a horse… depending on which angle you look at it 😉
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really enjoyed this
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Thank you 🙂
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The stone looks like a Mammoth to me 🙂
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There area good many creaures in this stone, depending on where you stand 😉
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I’m sure. Just like clouds 🙂
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Very like clouds 🙂
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Fantastic!!!
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Thanks, Beckie.
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…From the well of memories… those stones hold the ancient secrets. Have you touched the stones? Do you feel something then too? Brilliant poetry, Sue. ❤
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I know these stones well, Colleen ❤
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Wonderful written, Sue! Thank you for sharing! Michael
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Thanks, Michael 🙂
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😎👍
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Beautiful, Sue! You rocked it! ❤️
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Thank you ❤
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Beautiful, Sue…
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Thanks, Bette ❤
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So beautiful, Sue. And that photo just fits:)
Pat
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Thank you, Pat.
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