Welsh verse forms – radical druid

Lighten Up Already: cywydd deuair fyrion

Published on May 9, 2025

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?
Cheer up! At least

pretend to see
flowers and sky,
or just maybe
something on high

to give us hope.
Stop with the mirk!
We’ve enough rope;
more knots won’t work.

Besides, your life
is not that bad;
you love your wife,
and what you have

is good enough
to keep you sane.
So lighten up!
Don’t just complain.

09 MAY 2025

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Straighten the Story: cyrch a chwta

Published on May 9, 2025

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?

Tell me one more time, just why
it makes sense to bide our time,
not raising a hue and cry
while our big dreams start to die
engulfed by a horrid lie
that hope is dead? We can try,
or deserve some of the blame,
the shame, if we just comply.

09 MAY 2025

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I Woke From What: cyhydedd naw ban

Published on May 8, 2025

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.

We must arise from that dreaming state;
Wake up now! The hour is growing late!
Before the twilight’s shadows creep in
to keep us docile, weak, and sleeping.

I wake and see the world is dying,
so I must act through living, trying
to change the small things I can, and must,
before this time is gone, and I am dust.

08 MAY 2025

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The Road to Find Out: cyhydedd hir

Published on May 8, 2025

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 your fear
intervening?

How do you just know?
Does a bright lamp glow,
or a fresh breeze blow,
giving you insight?
What do you do then,
in that moment when
you first awaken
into sunlight?

Who will you meet there,
out in that somewhere
beyond today’s cares
and your worry?
How will you know who
sees things like you do,
so clearly what’s true
and not blurry?

08 MAY 2025

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How Long Have I Seen: clogyrnach

Published on May 5, 2025

When did I start see it first-hand,
the sickness creeping on our land?
I can tell you when:
I was maybe ten;
you begin
to understand.

What my first thought, that time I knew
that no one out there had a clue?
It’s easy. A child
can sense the defiled
in the wild.
That is true.

How long have I been at this war,
a fight for something else, for more
than my own winning?
Since the beginning,
still spinning,
evermore.

Why do I bother keeping on?
Why fight the weeds that choke the lawn?
What good being still,
while evil acts kill,
and free will
soon is gone?

05 MAY 2025

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