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
Eldon square the centre
dogs bark cheerily
the chemist too a time warp
of such tranquility
sitting on the pavement
lunch or afternoon tea
again it felt like a transformation
Back in history.
surrounded by the mountains
all levels of green
fir trees standing proudly
As the rocky ridges lean
listen, all of a sudden
jets swoop extraordinary
pagans calling jets ablaze
coming in from Anglesey.