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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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Our Sum: clogyrnach
What a world this one’s become: to have begun both deaf and dumb, then learn of singing, the art of bringing love winging; see it come! Who needs make-believe, I wonder, when there’s rain, lightning and thunder that illuminates, feeds … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, balance, battle, clogyrnach, destruction, fate, poetic forms, Welsh verse forms, wonder
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A Thing Survives: byr a thoddaid
So: can a thing survive a fall, then lift itself enough to crawl from where it lands to some safe place, to heal and hide its bruised, scarred face until the foe that pushed it down has doubt it ever … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, byr a thoddaid, combat, daily poems, poetic forms, regret, retaliation, survival, Welsh verse forms
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Morning Breath: awdl gywydd
Through the mist of dawn it slips, on its lips a whispered sigh that echoes through the damp air. Almost not quite there, it flies between the slow waking trees whose rough knees, still stiff with night, begin their conversation, … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, awakening, awdl gywydd, dawn, pastoral, poetic forms, sunrise, Welsh verse forms
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A Screen Door of Perception: a cywydd llosgyrnog
Perspective can be a strange thing. Much like a worm on a string or wind that sings through the trees, it twists and turns this way and that and doesn’t settle or grow fat, standing pat or as you please. … Continue reading
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Tagged cywydd llosgyrnog, daily poems, effort, illusion, perception, poetic forms, Welsh verse forms
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Speech Between the Fallen – a cywyyd deuair hyrion
Must I explain it once more? Try hard to fight the boredom that most likely will ensue the moment you think useless any viewpoint but your own, and on your cragged and stony field, let germinate a seed of mine. … Continue reading
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Tagged argument, communication, cywydd deuair hyrion, daily poems, debate, nonsense, Welsh verse forms
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The Starting Point – a cywydd deuair fyrion
What matters most, do you suppose, at living’s end when these doors close: the riches cached, the virgins wooed, the years achieved, the sins eschewed? Or is it all a pointless ruse, that defeats all – no win or lose, … Continue reading
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Tagged cywydd deuair fyrion, daily poems, death, eternity, Welsh verse forms
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