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Glastonbury

A profusion of darkness Squandering light The TOR stands supreme Feeling the bite Of a pulsating wind Impressionably Moves us to think It should feel summery We are into July A sensory time Make it worthwhile To continue the climb

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Glastonbury

A showery rain damped vista Within the TOR we know An edifying maelstrom A kind of tidal flow Of waters sprung of purity The red and white springs they A trough of historic glory Presents themselves today

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Glastonbury

Glastonbury snorts at the evil that be The degenerate acts bring a soul agony It be a vile aspected dairy of sorts Where hundreds of babies have dark Ragged thoughts They swimmingly wander their mothers desire All Raped by the … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Fire and brimstone True ambition encircling the sky Murmurings of splendour Majestically on high A depiction of the varied hues Of the splendid greens that lie Motionless supporting a panoramic gaze The TOR in all its glory gets Our universal … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

It’s moody kind of weather For June is turning out to be Upsetting to say the least Even Dear old Glastonbury Accepts the sky a wilder blue And Depicts the different grassy greens Of this particular hue

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Glastonbury

A powdery blue St Michael’s Tower A great resonation The sun shows us how Built long ago No stone out of place That’s Glastonbury’s magic

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Glastonbury

Like a beacon in the mists of time St Michael’s Tower it rises Into the sky the ever changing paradigm Surprises Glastonbury the levels even the daily sheep Scoffing down the magic grass Before they go to sleep

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From the St Michael Tower looking towards the Horizon

With St Michael’s Tower behind me Looking down across the way A reddening horizon With a greener shaded day Bushes filled with tiny birds Sheep breakfasting, below Sunlight warming up the levels Party to each warming glow.

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The TOR Glastonbury

Truncated truths sensational The TOR in bloom Devotional A picture paints A 1000 dreams Seasonal magic So it seems

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Glastonbury in June

The subtlety so boldly free Waving windswept grasses fly Glastonbury a magical place The chalice gardens the bounteous sky The TOR St Michael’s Tower of stone Once monks traversed their spirits shown So adept to the light of day the … Continue reading

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The TOR Glastonbury

Lemon & brimstone unusually Creates a bold halo Of orange where we Fail to associate such a pure sight As the sun sets creating an immense delight The Tor opens out in the greenest of hue St Michael’s Tower does … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Burnished gold something to behold St Michael’s Tower depicts An historic first as light doth burst It just feel like my fix Wandering the levels Breezing up the TOR Loving the peace and harmony And really just wanting more

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Glastonbury

It’s almost an uncanny look here It doesn’t feel natural to me Gently the tower appears Tiny but honestly weirdly we see The sky really over the picture A magical layer of colour Panoramic, June’s moment Is here A summery … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Angry clouds beckon Some venom is felt An air of benevolence Seemingly dealt An uncanny silence An odour of morn Hangs over the levels If an effort to warn.

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Glastonbury

Burnished gold and heightened pleasure The great TOR a forever treasure Light and darkness creatively Draws forth the realm of History Imagine the monks of long ago The eternal water flow The sacred springs The chalice well Just being under … Continue reading

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Pok

An artistically talented Troubadour Engagingly brilliant In so many ways Singing his stories of So much much affection Ancient and modern He magically pays Glastonbury’s piper Giving and showing Mystical prowess Bless him his sowing Of seeds of tradition Every … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

A magical vista A colourful source The heavens had opened Extraordinary force A rainbow of particles Unlike before The levels imposing The great wondrous TOR

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Glastonbury Town

Hugging the passers by Loving them well Clad in their colours A collective spell Of magical impulse The sounds all were there The colourful crazies Willing to share Their couplets of grand mirth Astrological charm Geraint in his magical shop … Continue reading

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The TOR

The great sky born artist His pallets so full Of all kinds of colours Each image to pull The angles the colours A true emanation Of amaranth flotsam And variegation Dappling stippling Mixed up with light The camera catches It … Continue reading

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Serenity at the TOR

Serenity an ominous message Startlingly we May feel the force of wayward winds A fair light though now be Conjuring up some magic Over the great Tor St Michael’s Tower it’s expectation Feeling a tad, unsure

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Glastonbury a magickal glow is seen everywhere

Memories of St Michael’s Tower Attract the dawning sun Casting a wondrous shadow As to how the TOR has spun Spring’s glorious leafy energies Gleefully proclaiming A really joyous welcome Which the photograph is framing

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The Tor

The old sky looks angry There’s fire one can feel It’s giving true meaning To April’s appeal defining what’s meaningful Each cooling shower The TOR soonest sodden Wetter by the hour

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The skies above the TOR

An intense glowing of pink beyond one’s sense how does the sky attract dancing light such recognition the TOR ‘s green panoramic fact bystanders see and dream and wonder how else can we all react

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St Michael’s Tower

Sedately sits atop the TOR Glaring at the levels where Many a monk had trod this path Long ago and thus could share The light well brighter spruced with wisdom Felt the deep pangs in each thigh Stopping for some … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Glastonbury’s sweep of consciousness Displayed for eyes to see The TOR a bank of greenery St Michael’s Tower it be A pinnacle still standing An edifice of fate Once a monastery of method That surely did create This footprint of … Continue reading

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The TOR

Peer into the distance What do we see The Tor in the raw Unmistakably St Michael’s Tower Takes centre stage The levels stupendously Are off the page

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St Michael’s Tower

As the hail tumbled down On St Michael’s crown The Tor took its turn Each sighting we learn How the universe operates And we can feel The spaces above us are remarkably real

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The great TOR

The old gold rich and vibrant From Heaven it be The tower looked supreme Evidently The great Tor immense A hill to acclaim Every look proves a point Glastonbury by name

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The Tor

A hazy pink sky A deer running by The TOR is for sure The reason why St Michael’s Tower Hour after hour Attracts footfall And the odd shower

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The Tor at Glastonbury

Panoramic goosebumps That’s the feeling here The Tor it’s hilly ancientness More beautiful each year The levels and the wondrous sky Persuading artists to Demonstrate with certainty The inevitable and the true

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