Pete's Virgo

Virgo
Jean
Eighth Of September
Take Me
Made In Heaven
Buried Treasure
Stoned
Oh Brother!
First At Last
Hearts Of Stone
HangingStone
Countless Stones
Pagan
Stanton Drew
Glastonbury
Silbury Hill
IWRBAM TTTTEOT
7th July
Happy Birthday
Cat
Feathers
Late Spring
Heron
Hide And Seek
The Zoo
Its Going To Happen
The Works
Take Care
Spit And Polish
Royal Wedding
Prince Edward
Q
Complete Athlete
The "Thirteenth" Wave
Know What I Mean
Severndroog
Getting There
The Orchard
Radio Gardener
Snow
Bonfire Night
Spectacles
MyDad
FamilyTies
Thank You
Forward
I Do............!
Always
Perfect Sadness
Us
Without You
Untouchables
Lodgers
Round and round we go
Dogging footsteps of Underworld King.
Round and round, but slow,
Till muscles ache and sinews sing,
Round and round in corkscrew climb,
Round and round, reversing time,
Round we go from base to height,
Round again until the sight
Is staring back a million years;
Back to where the rainbows tears,
With strength to shape the very Stone,
Reduce the ragged rock to loam;
Back to where Most Ancient Man,
Implanted with The Makers plan,
Sees neither Tor nor Hill,
Only landscape, glorious, still!

Did he need maps to place himself,
A fence. a barn to store his wealth,
A Chalice to stand on dusty shelf ;
Was not a purple evening sky
And brillant star stud night,
And golden dawn, enough delight;
Were not Meagaliths already placed in line.
And love for Mother Earth so fine,
Was there not Food upon the Tree.
Did not water issue free
From Sacred Well for all to see?

Would not our Maker smile again
To see the end of concrete plain,
Acid gone from falling rain,
Communion of enquiring brain,
Would not the Ancients way of life
Be not our loss, but ever our gain?