Chips of stone along the Ley.

Oh what tales they could tell of the Cole-Mens way.

I walk the Ley and still carry the two stone blades of Night and Day.
And tho I am old, I  still seek the lost keys to the henge of yesterday.

I know the Druid's secret of the Egg.
But have not found it yet.
So bits and pieces of knowledge from the Gods I still must beg.

I speak and teach of what few alive have ever known.
For what I share comes not from books but from bone.

That our Art is both Black and White.
As is Day and is Night.

Of the well I try and share how deep it really is.
Yet find the Acorns are left twisting in my words rhyme.

From hence we came, so few remember or accept.
So this we leave under the deep stones of our step.

A secret untold is not a lie, I do behold.
For Druid's honor owes no boon to any soul.
And better ears then of those today have been made of stone.

Soon Sun is here so I must go as I walk alone the Ley.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright  2013 George King

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http://thedruidking.blogspot.comI post some of my views and research in the Pagus World

http://sourpearls.blogspot.comI post my Poems other with a small glimpse of SummerLand and the Pagus World from a Druid's point of view.
http://returntosummerland.blogspot.comObituaries for anyone's loved pets, just e-mail me it and I will post it.
http://inventorsangels.blogspot.com, Will soon be putting up projects that I need funding for that should both help the World and make profets for the investors!

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Here are some of Janice-Scott-Readers blogs too.

http://janicescottreeder.blogspot.com/
The Old Druid's Spot
Daily Forecasts, Faery Finder and Magickal Things.

http://holomultiverses.blogspot.com/
Janice's Holomultiverses What the holomultiverses are. I have been able to astral project since birth and some times, I project involuntarily to other worlds. Some are variations of this world. Some are completely alien worlds. This blog is an account of some of the worlds I have found myself in and logged their descriptions.

To know the Ley, written in chipped stone the Cole-Men way.

I would love to lay beside an ancient Ley.

Sun up to Sun up for the whole of a day.

First at its Northern terminating Stones.
Hugging close to Mother Earth's, hard exposed Bones.

Next at its magick center, the sighting pool.

Drinking Dragon’s blood, tapped by man's so simple tool.

At last to rest by the Southerner terminating Stones.

Pondering the true meaning, of all  Nature's quite Moans.

Each day dreaming of the Cole-Men that cut this Ley.

Each night dreaming of the lost secrets, the Druid's hid along its Way.

And once returned, I would not be the man, I was of Yesterday.

For in two World's I would now live, bloods brother to the Fae.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright George King March 24, 2013

Memories lost in Stone.

Of Gargoyles that were once your own.

It was to odd fly across the Great Pond, and walk the streets so old where in this life I had never been.

Yet these old places cry out to me, in a secret and psychic voice.

Old friend old friend, you're back at last and you still know us oh rejoice rejoice.

And as so many ancient memories all at once begin, to call to me across the seas of time.

Soon the tears well up in the eyes, as I stare at what others can not see.

Oh Goddess, dear friends did I even live long enough back then say goodbye?

Then my local guide turns and looks at me oh so queer.

Wondering why would this stranger looking at these old stones seem to cry.

 

The Druid King

Thinking of days a few years ago in Munich when I had a real job.

Copyright 03-15-2012 George King