Megalithic Poems

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Silbury Hill

I think Gaia was a virgin
when the men came
took their dreams out
and buried them deep inside her

Then they wandered the fields bewildered
carved circles on rocks
and built stone chambers
trying to decipher

What is this great mound?
Surely it holds such plunder?

Oh you silly men
with your measuring strings
sandals tattered and torn

Everyone knows
this mound
is just a belly full of gods
waiting to be born

Persephone Vandegrift http://www.thisisby.us/index.php/content/silbury_hill

Hailing from Seattle Washington, Persephone Vandegrift has an avid curiosity in ancient sites and a strong connection to the UK. Most of her writing is mythologically focused and she enjoys exploring the emotional and physical effects that megaliths and their legends have upon people. She is a published poet (Persephone's Dream and Other Tales), a produced playwright, and an aspiring travel and fantasy writer. If you would like to contact Persephone in regards to her writing or to share your interest in ancient sites, please contact her at [email protected]