Owain Glyn


Owain Glyn Poems

1. Alone? 12/13/2012
2. This Green And Pleasant Land 12/16/2012
3. The Traveller 12/21/2012
4. Men In Grey Suits 12/3/2012
5. A Tear For Christmas 12/20/2012
6. Homes For Gnomes 5/27/2013
7. The Planets 11/29/2012
8. The Dark Road 12/17/2012
9. Among The Stars 5/27/2013
10. The Poet 12/16/2012
11. The Magic Forest (Part One) 12/1/2012
12. Just You 2/10/2013
13. Ethelred 11/29/2012
14. Tomorrow 1/11/2013
15. If Only 6/3/2013
16. A Soft Summer's Day 7/22/2013
17. This One And Only Life 12/19/2012
18. Brain And Cake. 4/17/2013
19. Exmoor 4/30/2013
20. Resident Evil 7/25/2013
21. That Cat 11/20/2012
22. The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 4 Death 4/18/2013
23. The Party 3/2/2013
24. I'M Not Frightened (Really) 1/10/2013
25. Without You 1/30/2013
26. Vegetable Abuse 1/16/2013
27. Christmas Cheer 11/19/2012
28. If (I Only Had One Leg) 11/26/2012
29. Lost 6/5/2013
30. Sunday School 12/6/2012
31. My Hairdresser 1/24/2013
32. Turning 2/18/2013
33. Whumplethump Goes Missing (Part One) 2/28/2013
34. Changes 4/13/2013
35. If I Had Time 12/2/2012
36. Do You Remember? 11/19/2012
37. City Streets. 6/13/2013
38. Pickpockets. 6/3/2013
39. Dark Streets Black Souls 3/18/2013
40. Aberfan 4/28/2013
Best Poem of Owain Glyn

Alone?

I am sat on a bench, on the seafront, alone,
Just me, and the sea, and the old weathered stone.
Of course, there are tourists, who wander on by,
And silver winged gulls, as they dissect the sky.

There are fishing boats, plying their trade in the bay,
Whilst pleasure craft hoist up their sails for the day.
I can see the face painters and bead makers too,
As I watch pale-faced addicts who head for the loo.

A solitary policeman, whose aspect is stern,
As he dreams of promotion and what he might earn.
A parking attendant comes slithering by,
Making ...

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Do You Remember?

I left my life with you, do you remember?
That hollow day of sharpened rain and even sharper words.
Each step I took away from you, each leaden pace, defeated me.
Your voice, once soft and lyrical, now cold and forged from steel.

I left my heart with you, do you remember?
The days of love we'd shared lay smashed and littered with accusations.
Those eyes in which I'd often bathed, now but a swollen tempest,
Your smile, which made the Sun shine bright, now turned to blackened stone.

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