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Springs
I remember beds with springs,
women ever soft, even petite,
love-making was a noisy affair
neighbours would have a treat
svelte then women did seem
slender was the salient word
they slipped out of their shifts
took time to get them stirred
first you snuggled to get warm
well before gas central heating
when you got into your rhythm
a thin mattress took a b...
Friday 19th February 2021 10:25 am
I, Ffynnon Drewi of Mynydd Bach
From the mountain
I pour forth
I give you my waters
to drink
and the many words
of my waters
to hear.
My waters have seen
the gathering
on the hill
above the lake
My waters have heard
the prayers
on the grass bank
My waters have known
the worship
in t...
Friday 29th September 2017 12:24 pm

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