2010 Poetry Challenge

National Poetry Month

Nia Wynne

Cywydd Deuair Fyrion

Soft wakes the dawn
Where dreams have gone,
Beautiful bird songs
Tell me we belong
To the winds on the shore
And so much more...

I close my eyes to find you
So near that your face is clear in view,
Though, so far from sight.
All that's shared returns each night
When a heart is put up for the offer
Of dreams and hopes, to occur.

Next / Prev / Contents / Home