Lyric Wales Poems

Ash Groves

“Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander 
When twilight is fading I pensively rove,
Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander 
Amid the dark...

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WALES TO ME       

        Wales to me is my dreamland never seen,
...

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Wales to me is the land of song 
in eisteddfod tradition. 
Centuries old poetic celeberation
in eisteddfod tradition.

Welsh lore pulled through Dark Ages
in eisteddfod tradition.
With Celtic...

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Wales is Grape
 [Enter the 'Wales' Poetry Contest]
[Done to the Methodist Hymn, "How Great Thou Art"] 

Wales to me is ...
Oh he was born, in...

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( Mum pictured in her Welsh costume on St David's Day)

I wrote these words to fit the well known Welsh song melody 'Calon Lan' as...

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Wales to me is her Celtic tribal history,	
Wales to me is walks upon her shores.
Wales to me is her druids, saints, and mystery,	
the soil I...

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Wales to me is harps and singing, 
Oh, how their voices soothe me so. 
Playing beside the ocean shore, 
Dancing, clapping on the moor. 

Wales...

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Like Eden

Wales to me begins with my first visit
to the great castle.
It was then that my appetite was whetted.
Positioned in the northeast corner,
a lookout, no...

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 Wales to me is a floating melody of soothing hums, 
  when sea breeze to tranquil shores comes,
   sprinkling buried golden...

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"Wales to me is" castles, castles by galore 
I'd like to be a travelling man
it's a travelling life for me
I'd walk along the Cardiff road...

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Wales to me is people who smile and hug
Demonstrating clear uninhibited affection
Feelings dancing from their eye souls.

Wales to me is verdant meadows of produce
Cows with...

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Wales to me is home, the place I love to be
Close to mountains, surrounded by hills so green
Waterfalls, trickling Brook, rivers run free
Twenty miles westward...

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Wales to me
is memories of my children,
Going to school aged seven and four,
The open seas near Llandudno 
Where my children played in sandy pools,
Our stone...

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Wales to me is the strangeness of mountains,
for where I live is as flat as flat.
Wales to me is the singing in unison -
those choirs......

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I know the land
where the lemon-tree flowers
Autonomous region in Sicily
Those beautiful beaches
seducing the travellers
Sicani people around 8,000 B.C.

I know the land
where the lemon-tree flowers
the largest...

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