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The Standing Stones by Rie Sheridan Rose Friday, April 02, 2004 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan (celebrating the Celtic heritage...)

Ancient guardians of time and secrets, the stone giants lean and whisper of their youth. Fair Celtic maidens and handsome swain cavorted in their shadows singing in the dawn. The whisperers remember when the age was new, and shadows had not fallen across the broad moor. The Standing Stones keep well their secrets teasing with memories that only the dead can know. (illustration by Jen Clower-Brown http://www.adragonseyefantasy.com/)
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Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson	4/9/2004

Lovely poem and art!




Reviewed by Kevin Mc Crum (Reader)	4/2/2004

Nicely done. Good meter!




Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)	4/2/2004

wonderful poem.




Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart	4/2/2004

I would love to be there someday. Perhaps to see what secrets they would whisper to me.