I see the Menai Strait: Without both its bridges. Naked of all its man made-ness. Void of time. By the ‘Long Wall of Wales.’ I imagine cattle waders And farmer traders; And brave perilous sailors; Shipwrecked and buried by sand. […]
Oh how I wish I had the words to match the memory, imagination’s sand reality that slips through longings to express the beauty that I see, the power sensed and felt of wooded Wye and Tintern’s stone, the wave soaked […]
Above Llanberis near the foot of Snowdon on Betws-y-Coed road, its tarmac line a weary winding through the grassy foothills, beside a lake which gleams in heaven’s shine: a lay-by overlooking silent waters whose dancing shades call gently back the […]
Away from Wales where Ships Still Dock… An Arctic Clock Ports docked and clocks watched. And a new view from the ships watch. Pilot boat close and tidal swell. Pilot leaps and ship horns yell- Goodbye. And thank you. And […]
There’s a lake beside Llandrindod Wells, not large like those of which Lake District boasts, small, unmoving in a bowl of trees, and lacking energy of wilder coasts: café’s there, prestigiously supported, providing snacks, cake, drinks, and some main courses: […]
My lady climbed a mountain, Pen-y-Fan by name, from Storey Arms she started, rising path to tame; she thought she would be lonely, there was quite a crowd, like her, with one ambition, stand above the cloud; she marched across […]
Llandrindod Wells: full praise of bells? Perhaps a hint of sombre knells? Bright days of Queen Victoria with spa, smart shops, emporia? They came, top hats and crinoline, landaus and broughams, class within, or sky steam etched above the station, […]
Step from the George, out in the night, with midnight drizzle in the air, no car, no person, come to sight, a bird takes off to see me there: each street and building has a name but shadows turn them […]
It’s pleasant to walk at ease beside a quiet old canal, a very common thing to do that some may think banal: appears canal as a silent water next to a towing track, bright fields lie flat to a river […]
Slip away a day And sail above the clouds. Leave behind your thoughts. And silence all that’s loud. Look up above your head And look far down below. Forget all your troubles. And forget all your woes. Where shall you […]
The glint of sunshine, lace curtain mist, in stately quadrille on the ridge, fades in, fades out the adjacent mount where steep escarpments form a bridge upon the which, with a flexing nerve, and drive of legs in hand of […]
The sun still sets And the waves still sail. The bridge sits still And gulls still wail. The cliffs rock still And the trees knit-knot. The cars hum drum. And the clouds spit spot. Away from Wales The ships stop […]
