If God

If God had anything about God, God would surely not bother With churches or mosques Or some of the human beings God created, Purporting to be God's envoys on planet…

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The Church Bell

The muffled church bell is forlorn. A dead ringer in the crow-cawed dawn. It used to summon, now it pleads But a thousand other promises Will meet their Sunday needs.…

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Bones

In the flesh - thoughts. Invisible, infinite, whirring. This is life. Of course there is a God If we think there is. Of course the cause is just If we…

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The Clock

The clock sits on its third shelf at the back of my lean-to. It is not allowed in the house. It acquired woodworm some time ago when it sat on…

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Cuckoos

There are cuckoos in Croesor And their call is distinctive. They live in the nests of others. One evening we walked up the valley And we heard the sound. We…

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To Feel Human

Lying there in the dark, Outside forever, Is comfort from the day That brings them to scratch your scars. No cover from the scour of wild winds, In a universe…

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The Track

To trudge it is to span the years On mudded boot-prints, To share the uphill struggle of careworn life. This puddled, rutted track, A hundred years in the fine rain,…

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Winter Summit

Blood in the tubes, Steady beat, Pulse to headache. Boots in the snow, Every step Won the hard way. Numb around the mouth, Frost beard Aches the face. Hands on…

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From Lliwedd

There is no Avalon down there in the patchwork. The knights have gone And their great stone strongholds are small. This fortress could mock such vanity for a million years…

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One Hawthorn

One hawthorn in Cwm Llafar stands. Defies the breakneck blast Across the years, Bent and crippled. Dafydd frowns, His high brow beaten By the same. Who shall own this place?…

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