Secret Ingredients
Stone
a taste of freedom-
locked within a castle mount
above the meadows
–
afternoon heat-
careful hands
fitting stone
History
roaring bonfires burn-
shadows of ancient stones paint
the salisbury plain
–
waning daylight-
a crow stands guard
over those long dead
Lost
the late august sky-
from behind the thinning clouds
unfamiliar stars
–
the dead of night-
a pewter moon
rising
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