Madingley Poem by Ben Littlechild
Madingley
Marble warriors stand tall and straight
on parade for eternity, all saluting the flag of a far off land.
Ghosts of wars past, a reminder of sacrifices made.
At the hall, a ghostly dance on Boxing Day
The lady is troubled and screams away
during the light, enlightenment follows, with quick wits of Cambridge fellows.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,enlightenment,ghosts
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