The vicar of Penny-come-quick*
Was told that his wife went home sick
A Devonshire Dame
Penelope came
To explain that Dick was just thick
*aka Pen y cwm gwyk
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Enjoy pleasures this sound brings
from “Cwm Rhondda “ also ” the Rose”
your heart will lurch, and curl your toes
Music helping to heal lifes sting
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richness of sound you burst with pride
relax, stop the turmoil inside.
Listening helps you to survive
makes you feel good to be alive.
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Sound drifting by as though on wings
Softly fading into the breeze
drifting around the fine elm trees
“The Sound of Music” vocals ring
Male voices of the choir sing
Penned 29 April 2014
Among the hills and stone I walked
mind a wander, lost in thought
on I stumble round cwm and lake
on rocks unmoved and churned gravel
Whiffs of clouds haze the view
an ancient aura surrounding sky reaching peaks
Through the cloud punctures visions
of climbers on acute slopes, scrambling quickly
The lone runner on the corrie wall
Obscured by regathering cloud
I breath, reborn in the mountain air
clean pure and joyful
proud once again and very much alive
The stone breaths with me,
man and earth one and the same
Refreshed I turn and leave
Driven to the brink of land and sea
I stand, salt in my mouth
shingle at my feet
displaced
still and staring at the foaming expanse
Though I now retreat
back to town, grey and grim
my mind is healed and I remember
The beauty that I found