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Author Archives: John
Dawn Patrol: deibhidhe
Soon the sound that breaks the day comes to chase our sleep away; and the darkest dreams night grew blink from black into lighter blue. The world, barely recognized through half-open, hazy eyes, wakes slow with us, its warm glow … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, consciousness, darkness, deibhidhe, Irish verse forms, morning, poetic forms
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The New Idea: cywydd llosgyrnoch
A new idea finds the mind and digs itself a home behind what it finds still living there, rewiring lights and such to suit, requiring sometimes a reboot. Then it takes root, without care for walls and beams it wrests … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, birth, cywyyd llosgyrnoch, death, ideas, poetic forms, rebirth, recycling, Welsh verse forms
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The Subtle Taste: cywydd deuair fyrion
What use worry with its hurry – finding danger in fate’s finger, and with fear’s gloss opting for loss instead of bliss? Why choose to miss life’s subtle tastes? What a sad waste – seeing devils in time’s revels, and … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, cywydd deuair fyrion, death, doubt, hesitation, life, poetic forms, Welsh verse forms
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Shape the Now: cyrch a chwta
It’s yesterday we cling to, that we prefer to what’s new, choosing safety, not what’s true: life goes on, us with it too. It has no rules; memories do, and don’t shift the world and skew the facts used to … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, choices, cyrch a chwta, future, illusion, memory, now, poetic forms, Welsh verse forms
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Random Theory: cyhydedd naw ban
No bright, bleeding edge technology can by itself inspire us to see beyond the limitations that bind us to solutions posed by old minds, gurus and mentors with rigid ways, and coaches still running ancient plays. The revolution cannot be … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, cyhydedd naw ban, peace, poetic forms, revolution, technology, tools, war, Welsh verse forms
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14. See the World, Part 2
A lot of people proudly claim to love the city they live in, or the one they’re originally from. In general, I am not one of those people – and having lived a lot of places across America, I’ve had … Continue reading
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Tagged calling it home, cities, connection, geography, living, moving
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What We Pretend: cyhydedd hir
What is life, unless it seeks happiness and the sweet caress of contentment? What good is one’s strain in harness, kept chained? Is what we each gain self-evident? What else is out there past temporal cares, waiting unaware our finding? … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, cyhydedd hir, death, goodness, life, perception, poetic forms, time, Welse verse forms
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