The Ridgeway Ancient Trackway View all content for The Ridgeway

Tumuli Gaunt trees, scant shelter For the grass covered barrow On wind caressed downland Overlooking the vale The ancient chalk highway A stone's throw away Lies vacant, brooding; Acknowledges whispers, inaudible echoes Vibrations from invisible feet Weathered sarsen monoliths Stand to attention Lichen encrusted overseers Of a strange uneasy place The pulse quickens, reactive sensation An incorporeal feeling; The heart of past centuries Although hidden, still beats. David Pike

Posted by wysefool 4th June 2007ce

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