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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 stood Overlooking the Green Plateau And saw cotton wool clouds And cartwheeling, cavorting Crow, Clumps of tree upon the horizon, And blackcurrant hedges, low. I thought that I would fly. I stood As flapping, untidy birds, Gyrated, undulated, onwards, Cheering at the startled herds, Approaching unsteadily the Sarsens tall, Capital letters of Magic Words. I hoped that I would fly. I stood As these rag bag craft Soared their aerial ballet All the while they laughed Until they perched, wavering, On the Grey Wether raft. I knew that I would fly. I stood, Tottering, As this motley crew Faced the wind, raised on tip toe, Rose in the thermals, and flew. Then I knew That I too Could fly. Salisbury Plain |