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I’ve touched the stones
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2021 November I’ve touched the stones,
While watching the coming,
of the dawn
As a pagan feeling, filled….. the air.
I smelled, a musky scent.
Of readiness, of a willingness.
Of,a …….mood.
When love is present !
And a need, is waiting,
to be filled.
It’s a time
of majik…
Giajl © Jim Love(LL)
Your poetry was recommended
Your poetry was recommended to me by the Poet, Stephen, and this poem reminds me of a Celtic type evocation, a misty plain perhaps with a prospect of Stonehenge in it.
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Starward
Stonehenge
The Stones are just over the hill across the plain and down in the dip from me. I visited once looking for my son. Herbal fuge filled the air so heavy you could cut slices with a knife. I watched the coming off the dawn to a back drop of drumming one solstice morn.
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