Author Archives: JRL

There is Singing: cywydd deuair hyrion

Listen to the birds; they sing
each morning at dawn’s lifting,
before the dew dries away
as the now becomes today.

Who knows why they keep at it?
Most see no real benefit
in trilling out little tunes;
there’s much work to do by noon. Continue reading

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Lighten Up Already: cywydd deuair fyrion

Why is your verse
so depressing?
It makes it worse,
all this stressing;

no matter how
you use your words
to focus now
on the absurd

thing in the room,
the evil beast,
who needs more gloom? Continue reading

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Straighten the Story: cyrch a chwta

Let me get this story straight:
do not act now, sit and wait
for the right hour, while the hate
in shadows there at the gate
shows no signs it will abate?
Why let darkness be our fate,
when we could stand up and fight
using light to save the state? Continue reading

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Tell Me Anything

Some new lyrics:
In the silence coming down
at the dimming of the day,
something whispers on the breeze
and it takes my breath away.

Does it tell me anything
that I don’t already know?
Is it more than could have beens
and a couple told you sos? Continue reading

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I Woke From What: cyhydedd naw ban

I woke from what the world is wanting:
a dream in which illusion, haunting,
makes promises it is not keeping
and hides its face when I am weeping.

With my eyes closed, my thinking slower,
I’m not immune to that great power
that would enslave me to its choices –
a sleeping puppet, meek and voiceless. Continue reading

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The Road to Find Out: cyhydedd hir

When do you find out
what life is about,
without any doubt
of its meaning?
How does it appear,
when you see it clear
and without fear
intervening? Continue reading

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Spare Change: curtal sonnet

When you begin to want to make a change,
you may have no idea how to start.
In fact, your mind may feel lost and confused;
your friends may think you weird or just deranged,
and you’ll keep your own counsel, if you’re smart,
to keep yourself from being too abused. Continue reading

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