Ruby Lord

Mar 14, 2025 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

This poem is part of the contest:

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The Lambs of Avebury

They say this place be ancient, see,
a circle full of mystery.
Like Stonehenge, but minor so not quite,
it’s different, fringed by piles of shite.

These rocks, they stand proud yet small,
not doing much, a ring, that’s all.
The village smack-bang in the middle,
where people ponder on this riddle.

The druids came, or so we’re told,
to chant and dance in days of old.
The sheep lay low and chew the cud,
and young lambs bounce in fields of mud.

Now step with care and tread just so,
one wrong move and in you go.
It’s not the past that waits here,
but loads of droppings, far and near.

Still, folk will visit far and wide,
to see the stones in countryside.
For me I see it plain as plain,
Just stones and shit and English rain.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: We went to visit Avebury Stones years ago when we moved from the North of England to the South of England. It is a lovely place, don't let my poem put you off going if you are intending to visit the Westcountry. Please keep your dog on a lead. You can find more details about Avebury Srones here. https://www.english-heritage.org.uk/visit/places/avebury/

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United Kingdom

Favorite Poets: Margaret Atwood is one of my favourite writers. Carol Ann Duffy, Philip Larkin, Ted Hughes, Wendy Cope and more.

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Comments

Geezer

3 months 1 week ago

I loved this...

tongue in cheek swipe at the business of touristy things, along with a dig at the climate of England. Just add an [ed] at the end of [chew and bound], to keep the tenses. Nice stuff, ~ Geez.
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Ruby Lord

3 months 1 week ago

Hi Geezer, thank you for

Hi Geezer, thank you for reading and commenting. As usual, your comments are most welcome. Tongue in cheek, I couldn't resist. And on the images for the competition, I've never seen a lamb with horns like that ;) Take care, Ruby xx

Geezer

3 months 1 week ago

I agree...

I wasn't a big fan of that particular picture either but was out voted. P.S. My sister loved your poem "Coroner" [she is like myself,] a lover of the macabre and unusual. Keep them coming! ~ Geez.
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Ruby Lord

3 months 1 week ago

Thanks Geezer. And please

Thanks Geezer. And please thank your sister for me. I have loads of poems I could describe as macabre and lots that are just rubbish. Don't we all keep those ones hoping one day we'll rework them into a masterpiece? Yes, that picture, ha ha. Take care, Ruby xx

Candlewitch

3 months 1 week ago

Dear Ruby,

I really enjoyed the touch of humor of this poem. I also enjoyed cruising the scenery you paint! the lines I like best are in the round-up:

Still, folk will visit far and wide,
to see the stones in countryside.
For me I see it plain as plain,
Just stones and shit and English rain.

fondly Cat xxx good luck on the contest!

Ruby Lord

3 months 1 week ago

Hi Cat, thank you. I'm glad I

Hi Cat, thank you. I'm glad I could bring some of my English humour to you. Avebury is lovely, the village is made of old stone, golden in sunlight and it has a calmness about it. I wrote this in my West Country accent, a skill I have acquired over the past 35 years but deep down, I'm still a northerner at heart. :) Take care Ruby xx

Tigger Kaz

3 months ago

Brilliant

Absolutely loved this. Fantastic witty verse about Britain and it's heritage.
Mud and rain, and watch where you tread; for there might be dig poo to avoid as well.

Ruby Lord

3 months ago

Hi Kaz, thank you for reading

Hi Kaz, thank you for reading and commenting. Ruby xx

Leslie

1 month 1 week ago

Ruby,

I LOVED IT , BUT SEE STONEHENGE DIFFERENTLY SOME CONVERGENCE CENTER THAT THE ANCIENTS MAY HAVE USED TO COMMUNICATE WITH WHO THEY SAW AS DEITY. DON'T GET ME WRONG AND IF I GO OFF ON A TANGENT PLEASE FORGIVE, BUT AS JESUS SAID "YE ARE GODS" WE'RE ALL MADE OF THE SAME STUFF ie ENERGY. WE ARE ALL FOREVER BEINGS!