Hafod (Remove filter)
Uchtryd's Summer Place
In Mariamné's time
What trees would have grown so tall
What was there beyond the garden wall?
When she walked beyond the garden gate
Did she see the river's sudden spate
And did the rustle of a summer breeze
Mask the red kite's call above those trees
And did she hear the Spring birds' calls
Above the echo of Ystwyth's falls
Did she stroll her father's ways
And let the...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 2:39 pm
Recent Comments
Trevor Alexander on That Summer
7 minutes ago
Graham Sherwood on Kin
4 hours ago
Yanma Hidayah on The Rain
5 hours ago
John Coopey on ALTERNATIVE GREETINGS CARDS
5 hours ago
Yanma Hidayah on The Rain
6 hours ago
Nigel Astell on Facing The Not Knowing
14 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on All Change
17 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Bunker Bum [with apologies to Oscar Wilde]
17 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Believe
17 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on ALTERNATIVE GREETINGS CARDS
17 hours ago