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The man creeps through dawns dusky light
There to reveal an ancient and mystical sight
For him to come now is for us to reason why
To separate the truth from the lie
His kind have been hidden now for a while
For they were hunted by those that were vile
Their religion was at one with the earth
Death to them a doorway to rebirth
They built Stonehenge, Callanish and Avebury
These stone circles now their ancient history
But as times move on they have had to change
They still hold a power that has a mighty range
Myths and legends surround them all
They ignore the rants to a call
Staying hidden a little while longer
There time will come as they get stronger
They watch the fakes, the fools and the clowns
As they sit as patiently as a bear so brown
That waits to pounce on a prey that’s weak
A time will come for them to speak
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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2 thoughts on “The Druid”
Nice poem Darren….the ancients will never disappear. They stay in our thoughts and remind us of a different reality.
Thanks. They need to be remembered in my view for what they probably were and not what ‘Hollywood’ has made them into. It’s a shame they never kept a written record. I find them fascinating.
Caliburnus Rises 
Nice poem Darren….the ancients will never disappear. They stay in our thoughts and remind us of a different reality.
Thanks. They need to be remembered in my view for what they probably were and not what ‘Hollywood’ has made them into. It’s a shame they never kept a written record. I find them fascinating.