Monthly Archives: July 2025

Night time approaching Dolgellau

Sunlight swept into Dolgellau  tonight emblazoned with golden rays really a sight not just for sore eyes the sleepier ones a depiction of each frontage the sunlight stuns ones senses, to see such a picturesque view the fae and the … Continue reading

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Total un fair salmon farming and pilot whale massacres

Farming gods wild creaturesIs arrogance galore The Faroes think they have got it All they possess is gore Beautiful wild pilot whales Great Families come to see Their islands and are chopped up By VIKING mentality What chance super salmon … Continue reading

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Awelfa’s front garden

Pretty pink roses sculptured and true unbelievable yellows What can I do no shade of yellow might ever have been   possible really out from the green a tall Gladioli a sword scimitar bold standing upright wind swept,  a star … Continue reading

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We are the wild folk

A wild fox is a genius Waiting to be Appreciated by us They born free Hunters we call ourselves Crude criminality Murdering families With familiarity

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Dolgellau

Walking over the bridge into Dolgellau it just feels like entering a story book   somehow it reveals its history the ancient stones grey and black they be and ancientness is all around time waits for us you  see   … Continue reading

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Triodos Kirsty

  My change of address gave me the chance to meet up with young Kirsty And my song and dance she talking me through how to just change my APP speaking to me like being in in a trap the … Continue reading

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The chimney Pots (written from the window at Awelfa)

The chimney pots became a house a home for birds from around these parts no smoke emitted a cowl, was fitted   dispersing the smoke who actually fitted? that old slate roof   from the very strong pots Facing the … Continue reading

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Wallers

Genius of muscle Energy of soul Creation of the obvious Taking on the role Convivial of consciousness What good wallers do Consumers of real character A picture postcard true.

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Glastonbury

History sits a top of the hill In the midst of it all a magical spill Of light offering brightness A shining in fact After the climb I just react To the beauty surrounding us Heart felt am I A … Continue reading

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Bee’s

Bee’s laden down With pollen galore hardly able to fly Making honey  so raw on the beautiful bushes Feel the black berries fire Which , the insects admire and an odd butterfly far far from the sky flits here and … Continue reading

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Explore the TOR

When pigeons are playing Wildness responds with joy and affection All those true bonds Of friendship and caring High on the TOR The wondrous reflection No one dare ignore

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Moelwynion

This evening just look at the sky a gorgeous blue where great rocks lie the mountain stares back   making me feel wonderful just to see its cliff top gradients its darker side   Great conifers from side to side … Continue reading

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Butterflies and Crocosmia

Butterflies and Crocosmia Newts  are hiding in the pool and frogs too kind of croakingly sing their arias One and all sparrow children search for seeds wherever brambles ply plantain seed heads stand aloft Apparently thats why wildness  looks so … Continue reading

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Moelwynion

From my bedroom Over Yonder Moelwynion stares at me a mountainous transfusion Its how it wants to be a dark mass staring avidly at the greenery below looking down at Dolgellau buildings dotted what  a show windows doors and roof … Continue reading

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38 days imagine that

Industrial chicken farms sicken me Shropshire  one day will realise it’s madness so much blood will spill lots of tiny chickens given space to be hatching at an excessive growth And the vilest purgatory   180,000 innocent birds will be … Continue reading

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Henbane

Henbane thrives on chalk and sand and likes the smell of the sea where Infinity plys its organic food on the chalky downs it can be viewed   its stems can grow to some three foot high pale green leaves … Continue reading

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Dolgellau

A pastel blue sky Moelwynion on high the white hill The little white hill staring down at Dolgellau it’s pinnacle beauty a backdrop of grandness the town   nestled below many listed dry stone walls narrow lanes pretty hills crowded … Continue reading

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The mindset of the rural craftsman

A Dry stone Waller standing true A precise and local art form View those local stones tradition rules intelligence as culture calls dressing and placement working outside it feels to me those who confide Of porosity and lasting power compression … Continue reading

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Wildlife meadows

I adore  the wildlife meadows as do the Bee’s that fly the godly pollinators up against a toxic sky China sends its glyphosate from Bayer’s mindset who attack the very principle of life sadly it’s true   A great blaze … Continue reading

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Cader Idris

Cader Idris peeps from its missionary high Shrouded  in mist, with its purposeful eye Aware of all  history, rugged it be A great chair of Idris something to see blood curdling light a dominant force a giant evokes its historic … Continue reading

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Wild paths

Those puffed up gentry people Snobs who reckon they Have every right to slaughter Wild children born to play Among the wooded forests Where lichen pathways lead Into our magical kingdom Where our brothers and sisters feed

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little elephants emboldened by their mother

The tenaciousness of little ele’s Courage and the rest With mother feeding nearby They realise whose best At offering them protection Against the evil man Look at them as bold as brass 🐘

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Is it really Summer

Constant changes all around us everywhere we look fairyland is out there its says so in my book shrubs are leaning summer is fighting  to be free the halcyon days are constant and more hedgerow fruits we see   The … Continue reading

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Such a voice

No One Was Ready for How EMOTIONAL This ‘Wicked Game’ Cover Is | Chris I… youtu.be/rrqFdwg58BY?si… via @YouTube Such a voice It echoes through Ones heart and soul We know it’s true How tears do form How hearts do beat … Continue reading

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Scum bag trophy hunter

Murdering a baby A little innocent soul A rabbit  oh so gentle Knowing it’s purest role Wondering why this human Threw her at a car Smashed her little body She felt him from afar Giggling like an idiot Coffee drinking … Continue reading

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Long gone seemingly

I stew in my loneliness thats where I be surrounded by white boards And controversy   who still writes poetry? in this day and age of wifi and I clouds and emf rage techies are everywhere   a great dictation … Continue reading

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Yorkshire

Dry stone walls No mortar A binding one can say Skilfull is the builder As of nature It’s a way Finesse is what we see It matches a fine Yorkshire scene And does it magically

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The music of consumption

Can we see with our nose can we think with our ears when the suns on the grass Does it bring us to tears it does in the depths where  few far awayMay see a small butterfly It’s tongue on … Continue reading

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Later still

Dolgellau is a parchment where Godly artistry takes place every single day Great light is how  it be of the mountains of the fields every single hue rain or sun when the day is done The eyes know what to … Continue reading

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This evening in Dolgellau

A blue sky back the mountain top bathed in a Misty shroud the sun has reached its belly in a shining,  it looks proud Dolgellau bathed in light tonight a big white smile from here   looking out from Awelfa … Continue reading

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