Category: Englyn

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So in the dream I returned
to U of Penn where I learned
that my thoughts would have been spurned.

– an englyn milwr.

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Do slugs ever get to sleep?
Is their life just dreaming deep?
"I dreamed I climbed a stone: steep."

– an englyn milwr.

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Put a redwood in the ground
because its roots had been bound
by its pot, plastic and round.

– an englyn milwr.

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The words came out like tree sap,
viscous, soporific pap,
brought on in me a brief nap.

– an englyn milwr.

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I set my feet to walk west -
I thought that path would be best;
and then I'd come back and rest.

– an englyn milwr.

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and what's to fear in the seas?
and why not enjoy the breeze?
and what memories are these?

– an englyn milwr.

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The sun made a small effort
to make the road a desert,
but hours passed and rain met dirt.

– an englyn milwr.

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The world's awaiting time's end,
"Apocalypse 'round the bend!"
But each time, instead, things mend.

– an englyn milwr.

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There's a rule for all the stones:
"gravity" is how it goes
and so they will fill the holes.

– an englyn milwr.

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The day is done. I go out.
A remainder of daylight
and the drizzle invoke doubt
with regard to coming night.

Night is not a time to walk:
rather, it's when I'll try sleep,
check my handcrafted door's lock,
and rest. And maybe dream, deep.

– an enlgyn proest gadwynog of two stanzas.

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The raindrop made assertions
on gravity's exertions
and all the clouds' dispursions.

– an englyn milwr.

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I went to watch by the sea,
by the lumpy, bumpy sea,
the surging, unsleeping sea.

– an englyn milwr.

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In the light of the morning
I can see that it's raining
and I watch the wind spinning.

– an englyn milwr.

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Late at night there was a glow
The sky was white, I thought: snow;
it was just some fog, so... no.

– an englyn milwr.

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It is good the drizzle's back:
under the sun's glaring track
you feel the cooling cloud's lack.

– an englyn milwr.

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I paused to look at a tree.
The gravel road smiled at me.
The potholes will set you free.

– an englyn milwr.

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If you can find it, in fact,
then you will know how to act,
to compensate what you lacked.

– an englyn milwr.

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Each morning leaps into place
through a kind of dreamy space
and a rigid, stony grace.

– an englyn milwr.

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The drought lasted for three hours
but at last came rain showers
to water wilting flowers

– an englyn milwr.

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I was a bug, crawling there,
when, whoosh, I had a scare:
water washed me down the stair.

– an englyn milwr.

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the weirdness of the banal
extends even past nightfall
to occupy a dreamt thrall

– an englyn milwr.

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My own software has some bugs
my brain seems to be on drugs
though it's just neurons like slugs

– an englyn milwr.

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the rain and then more rain came
not even the clouds bore blame
instead everything stayed same

– an englyn milwr.

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I shovel paths through the slush.
The rain on trees breaks the hush.
Some snow slides down in a rush.

– an englyn milwr.

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walk along behind the dog
among the trees that grasp fog
then record it for the blog

– an englyn milwr.

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The rain can bring windy days,
but from the southwest. It stays
calm right here where our house lays.

– an englyn milwr.

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my mind was a flat expanse
where only a few ghosts dance
meditations left to chance

– an englyn milwr.

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The morning is not here yet.
I cast about, thoughts a net,
adrift, opinions unset.

– an englyn milwr.

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No, I'd rather it not rain. Snow is fine,
with the moonshine. With the rain
ice on the road is my bane.

– an englyn penfyr.

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My body is full of blood. It races
around, courses like a flood,
rests at the edges like mud.

– an englyn penfyr,

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I drove on the icy road, going slow
the potholes, though, were all snowed,
the clouds glowed.

– an englyn cil-dwrn

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Some snow covered the driveway, but then rain
overtook it again, and all day
snow and rain, switching, at play.

– an englyn penfyr.