Beneath the Elfin oak I fantasise
Of eons past before the dawn of man
When visionary fairy folk began
A monument to Luna, old and wise.
By flood of moonbeam - liquid, crystalline -
They danced and offered homage to their queen.
Aloft in velvet cosmos - stark, serene -
The mighty goddess watched them build her shrine.
As stone by stone, the stately megalith grew,
The worshippers rejoiced with wine and food.
By subtle scent of sacred sandalwood
They showered the sight with blooms of rainbow hue.
Today, their tribute stands so proud, erect -
Stonehenge, designed by eerie architect.
Written in 1997 in response to a writers' challenge on 'fantasy'.
Iambic pentameter, woo-hoo!! Just a quick post this morning and it's off to my son's footy game. Damn, my husband needs the modem for work again ... hard to type quickly with a scaly-breasted lorikeet sitting on your hand!!

2008-05-11 @ 13:00