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.
Author notes
Photography:"Full moon at Avebury" by Tom Bullock
A variation http://allpoetry.com/poem/4361383
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This is quickly becoming my favorite form. I enjoy the kyrielle but to couple it with a sonnet is just the thing.
I love spiritual feel of this, the power, the personalness (is that a word?)
The repeating line just feels so perfect for the message here.
Wonderful piece!
K
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Thanks Kris,
I often write my Avebury writes with a dunedh ( you'll meet that when we y do Irish poetry in Bardics) as it gives a sense of wholeness and circular. The stones stand in enormous circle, much larger than nearby Stonehenge, but in that space I dunno there is something beyond mankinds knowledge. -
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Oh, I'd love to visit, soak it up! Sigh, maybe some day....
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this is awsome Jems i love the refrain When in their midst, I’m not alone it sounds like a real specil place to be
xxx Your angel xxx
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For me Avebury is a very special and spiritual place. Thanks Ju
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