Pete's Gaia

Gaia
Crop Circles
Silbury
Gate Post
The Chestnuts
Addington
The Downs
View Over Barbury
Sarsen Remains
Day House Lane
Caractacus Stone
Not What It Seems
North Of Garris
Gun Rith
Lanyon
Tinkinswood
Clach Stein
Grimes Graves
Andromeda Calling
Its A Fact
Theres Always The Sun
Middle Name
Yemmerawanyea
E.T.S.C.
The Avery Hill Postman
Vince Pickering
Erica
Excellency
6th September 1988
Watch This Space
Biro
Calligraphy
The Flying Standard
Female Of The Species
National Tree Week
Gregory Crescent
Dear Prime Minister
Most Glorious Majesty
Early Start
Scarlet
Equus
Butterfly
Milking Time
Chartwell
Bird Of Prey
Watch Me
Skoda Stroll
What To Be?
Chariot
The Sussex Coast
The Tarn
Golden Cloud
Sunrise
Do You...
Darling
I sometimes wonder
If those Men of Stone
Received their orders
On the phone,
Long distance.

This stop over point
An airport in space,
Halfway to somewhere
At lightning pace,
Long distance.

This repeater station
Flashing out its cryptic code,
A narrow beam,
Straight as Roman Road.
Long distance.

A crystal set
With Fougou as the transformer,
The cats whisker Cursus,
Henge as world wide circular tuner.
Long distance.

This printed circuit
A superhetrodyne loudhailer,
Reminicient of cinema trailer,
The fun to come,
The knowledge stored,
Travelling this far, still ignored.
Long distance.