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The Land

Sitting to the east

Sloping down to the edge  

Of that other world

In the summer sun

In the winter chill

The sentinel watched over

The little family in the cottage in the hollow

 

Lately it had felt her sorrow  

It knew when she left Pant y Lleiniau

And walked slowly along the cart track

To reach the little bridge under the trees

Where she crossed Nant yr Efail ...

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Future wifey

 

You’ve never met a girl this futuristic 

Never self serving she’s altruistic 

She loves to admire your acoustic 

Smiles and listens to you do this 

You don’t understand her it’s obvious 

She fights for love like a lobbyist 

You’re oblivious when it comes to feelings

There is no such thing as a glass ceiling 

Nights with her will leave you reeling

 

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Monument

                                    After Ezra Pound and Giacomo Leopardi

 

And so you were

everything to me, that is now less than dust –

                        lost, captive of the soil

That surrounds and nourishes my soul.

 

And so now I –

still stranded, umbral shade of past desire – 

                        left, am guardian of sad recall

watching branch and blo...

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In the beginning

In the beginning he would wake at every peculiar sound that came from the babies crib 

In the beginning he would bring me a beverage as I fed his son whilst the moon was dimly lit 

In the beginning he would rush home from work eager to see the family he created 

In the beginning we were the people whom he could be himself and escape with 

In the beginning we were enough 

 

He wou...

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