Poetry: Glastonbury Myths

This poem was written on December 9^th 2015 in response to a newspaper article I read saying that the Glastonbury myths have been exposed and proved false. These myths include the legend of Joseph of Arimathea bringing the cup of the last supper to Glastonbury; the story that Glastonbury is Avalon and that King Arthur and Queen Guinevere are buried there. Hope you like it!

The Glastonbury myths have proved to be
Nothing but Medieval trickery
But those who perceive with a mystic’s eye
Know that these self same myths can never die.
Reading the leaves of the scientist’s tea
And noting their urine’s viscosity
Allied with the power of the inward gaze
Whose penetration does a hippie amaze
Mystics stand proud on the spiraling hill
Where Druids walked and New Agers walk still
Feeling vibrations that shall ever be
Free of sensible rationality.

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