This poem by Wm A G Edwards (Sandy) is one from his collection An Antique Place (ISBN 1-41204555-X) an interesting early work.
Sandy is working on a series of stories based on his experiences working as an engineer and from his extensive research into the Saxon history of Kent.
A Haunted Place
They hanged a man from that old tree
two hundred years ago,
from that branch there that’s hanging free
where leaves no longer grow.
They say the moonlight shines at night
upon this haunted place
and in the darkness casts its light
upon the dead man’s face.
It’s said a path leads to the scene
upon the grassy knoll
where every blade of grass is green
from tears shed for his soul
and that the tree will often sway,
so you will feel the chill
when walking to the place they say
is called the Hangman’s Hill.