Here Among the Standing Stones
Here among the standing stones,ancient and weathered upon this desolate English moor,
I feel so inconsequential;
so mortal, temporary and alone.
Here within the silent ruins of this old Abbey,
crushed and broken by a history of un-kept promises,
I weep like a child
from the memories
of this cloistered heart.
Here within this lonely man,heavy with the weight of stones and abbeys,
is a voice that cries out,
desperate for the redemption of broken promises:
“Damn the stones! Damn the abbeys!
And damn this broken heart!”
The above is an excerpt from "Relationships and Other Crimes of
Passion", a book of poetry by p.donovan © 2005
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