Avebury, England, May 2005
stone circle
ancient spirits
wander here
~
faceless mystics~
set each stone
by hand?
This stone circle in Avebury fascinated me, just thinking about the reasons for the arranagement of stones, and wondering how in the world those ancient people got the stones in just that order. By the way, that’s not an ancient spirit dressed in black wandering among the stones – it’s just me 🙂
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What an interesting choice for “architecture,” so undeniable but yet so mysterious. Well done!
I know, these circles are impressive and mysterious! A wonderful take on the prompt!
Great choice for creative haiku Becca. Mysteries drive me nuts because I can’t figure them out. That’s probably why I don’t like magicians. lol HUGS
I like your photo and poem. Nothing more intriguing than ancient mystical happenings in the UK. Good topic.
It does make you wonder, doesn’t it?
I love stones and feel anchored by them, I wonder if anyone else does?
Great poems!
I lve the magic and mystery of stone circles. I like Avebury a lot though its a long time since I’ve visited.
Architecture,no doubt.
The poems are mystical, dreamlike.
I wish I could visit this mysterious place. Cool Haiku, Becca!
Fascinating! I must see this. You make a nice compliment to these large and magical stones 😉
I like your choice of architecture and your poems – very creative! xo
I love the poetry and photograph. A spiritual, organic take on architecture. xx, JP
wow, I like the atmosphere of mystery in your entry this week.
Cool photo, and haiku.