Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

The Dartmoor series continues with a distant view of Brentor and I’ve posted a larger image then usual so that you can zoom in to the horizon and see the church.

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Brentor

St Michael’s tower atop volcanic cone

presiding over broad sweep of moor

with expanse of green pasture and hedge

and with barren peat soil to the fore

built on solid granite eight centuries past

you perch on sacred pagan land

with unconcerned remains of thirty nine

lying north to south beneath Christian floor

traces remain of what once was so fine

crafted Before Christ by sturdy hands

   no longer standing the ancient hill fort

but in perpetuam it’s ghosts will hold fast

24 thoughts on “Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

  1. Lovely, Gilly — both the poem and the photo. Such a peaceful place. And I love thinking about buildings that are many centuries old. Here in the States, nothing man-made extends back beyond about 300 years — with the possible exception of some rare Native American sculpture or stonework that has lasted.

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