Biography of Angharad Davies
Born and brought up in Wales, Uk, (not England) . I have always tried to write, and here are a few attempts. Thank you for looking me up!
Angharad Davies Poems
That's Just The Way It Is
I forget that I have the capacity to feel anything Then, You Come silently into view, You shake me awake.
When I was young I saw Love hanging from a bough Like a star burning bright
The Decision To Love
I felt it coming Strange monsoon I was stretched and compressed The heart harpoon
I don't remember, Where has it gone? Did the wind whistle in and take it? Did you see it?
In the watery depths of my womb, There lies a shipwreck Its mast and frame made of you and I It cries Freedom from within
Your love for me is now dry In your heart, the crisp skin Flakes fall from your mouth And bury me
Sometimes I can make myself invisible, It's true, All I need is you:
I love the rain that fell that day Between the pillars and the stone We ran like charged children Through lightening and storm
I am a man whose heart is yet to break My Tower is upright and knows no fire I am intact
Now I am lost And the rain falling Does not touch me It falls around me
Your head bent, 'sorry' you say And all I see is a lanscape of self pity The weakness of a naughty boy Gazing up at me from the eyes of a man
There is a strange, almost physical stir within, Like a puppett on a string, the pull on the sea
The Leaves That Are Rattling On The Tree...
I can hear them, Like distant childrens voices They tap at the window and when I look they are gone.
When I was young
I saw Love hanging from a bough
Like a star burning bright
When I grew tall enough to reach it
I grabbed it with both hands
And ran around devouring it
Now I am fat
And lazy with Love
I yearn for that cherished first bite