Glastonbury

Posted on November 3, 2024 by Rex Tyler

An oatmeal sky
Which is now why
I sit in St Agnes Hall
Through the leafy trees
And frosty breeze
St Michaels Tower
Looms tall
Once long ago
A church on show
Which an earthquake took away
This medieval structure
Which existed so they say
To this very day
Welcomes true survivors
Witches magicians too
White spring drinkers
And besom flyers
And possibly even you

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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