When Daniel Dwyran, attended an open day at Tyddyn Môn, a charity and farm at Brynrefail near Amwlch on the beautiful Isle of Anglesey in 2014, little did he know that his life was about to change forever. Daniel had been writing rhyme, rants and reflection on life for well over forty years. A passion incorporating humanity and humour with serious subject matter yet keeping his work secretly stored in his roof space. However nothing could have prepared him for that chance meeting with Jon Hippy, the festival director of Folk on the Farm, the Anglesey Folk Festival, on that summer day in 2014. "I was reliably informed by one of his family members" said Jon, "That he wrote poetry and stored it in his loft. I just had to speak to Daniel and encourage him to come to a Tyddyn Môn Folk night and share it which thankfully he did". Since that day on Anglesey in 2014 Daniel has published three collections of his work taking him from humble wordsmith to performance poet appearing at numerous Write Out Loud, spoken word and open mic' events including Broadstairs Folk Week Poets and the Anglesey Folk Festival often travelling on his trusty Vespa Publications: MIST FROM THE MENAI http://www.lulu.com/shop/daniel-dwyran/mist-from-the-menai/paperback/product-22386222.html TAKING THE MIC' http://www.lulu.com/shop/daniel-dwyran/taking-the-mic/paperback/product-22621270.html VERBAL VAGABOND http://www.lulu.com/shop/daniel-dwyran/verbal-vagabond/paperback/product-23126729.html Gig Reviews: ANGLESEY FOLK FESTIVAL. (Folk on the Farm). http://www.fatea-records.co.uk/magazine/live/FolkOnTheFarm.php/ "Daniel a passionate writer, he also writes with humour, great imagery and compassion on a wide range of topics and life experiences. He is a gracious supporter of every other poet he watches. His work is always popular among poets and friends. I look forward to much more of the same". (Jeffarama! Jeff Dawson. Poet and MC). Verse on a Vespa... now there's another idea!
THE PLACE WHERE ONLY DEAD MEN SLEEP Decaying corpses, unique stench With cordite blowing, past our trench I no longer hear the warning rattle But smell and taste impending battle In the distance sounds a Lewis Gun Maybe aimed at some unlucky Hun So far in front of our barbed wire Amongst the brown serrated mire The Corporal said this place was ‘Wipers’ Mud and blood and German Snipers The Sergeant Major called it Ypres The place where only dead men sleep My rifle’s clean and my feet are rotten My bayonet’s sharp and my Wife's forgotten A para-flare lights up all our sorrow For us will there be a tomorrow Will I see again green English grass Or taste a beer, or see ‘our Lass’ Hear singing birds and cats that howl A Skylark, Curlew and dogs that growl Play some cricket, leather on willow Nice clean bed with a feather pillow I pray that I will get a chance To leave this hell of Northern France The Corporal said this place was ‘Wipers’ Mud and blood and German Snipers The Sergeant Major called it Ypres The place where only dead men sleep (c) Daniel Dwyran GLASTO IN MY GARDEN I stared up at the silver Moon A weekend at the end of June Solstice gone, now here so soon I've got Glasto in my garden Had no chance to get a ticket Put my tent up, near the thicket Nice fresh air, you just can’t lick it I've got Glasto in my garden I’ve got some “grass”... with clover in it I’ve got some “pot”... with a plant stuck in it I’ve even got “shit”... It’s my Missus innit I've got Glasto in my garden I got dressed up, just like a hippy I've got a veggie burger from our local chippy I’ve put a star on my head with my Sister’s lippy I've got Glasto in my garden For my “vibes” I put the tranny on Tuned it in to Radio One Wondered where the “birds” had gone For they all flew out my garden For half an hour it felt so good Then came the rain like I knew it would Then the whole of the garden turned to mud I had Glasto in my garden (c) Daniel Dwyran
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
THE INSIGNIFICANT POET (07/04/2017)
BACON BUTTY (14/04/2016)
CROC OF SHIT (19/11/2015)
DEALS ON WHEELS (09/11/2015)
THE PLACE WHERE ONLY DEAD MEN SLEEP (01/11/2015)
TRUNCHEON FOR LUNCHEON (12/06/2015)
MIST ON THE MENAI (08/06/2015)
LIFE IS JUST A FOUR LETTER WORD (02/06/2015)
Viewed 4100 times since 02 Jun 2014
Do you want to be featured here? Submit your profile.