Welsh Hill Country RIP Rap Riddle

Perhaps before dawn,

As slow warm neck caressing fingers work,

Will frost thaw, and words flow, to catch the scene,

Too far away to see?S1050005 (2)

Perhaps my wizard’s cloak of birth, absurdly

Grey, then fading white, and straddling ancient distant dyke,

Fates me to never be, quite close enough to spy,

From outside, as the trees are felled and fall,

With clarity, as Isengard’s mad Orthanc shaft

Arises,

Topped with flashing eye?SDIM0299 (2)SDIM0305 (2)S1050030 (2)

Perhaps true gold is tempting, out of reach,

Simply gilding cloud stained dusty margins,

Edges scudding the horizon,

Not gouged by rusty yellow buckets

Ripping through the Banc’s trimmed top.

Best left for smaller mouths to nibble.S1050051

Perhaps too quiet to hear the saws,

Too quiet for more than words?

No Solsbury songs, no Gabriel eagles soar,

No Monbioted raucous protest.

 

Just the solitary, sculling woodpecker,

A passing pacy pigeon,

And the background robin

Rhythms.

 

No need.

To call the police.S1050066 (2)S1050064 (2)S1050059

Perhaps that border line,

Soft whispered, never heard,

Exists?

 

But not for

Buzzards, kites and bats.

Now displaced, but never nationless,

Never caring for the claustrophobia,

Of closed, or open, domes.

The the din of battles, mock.

Preferring to fly.

Free.S1050012

Perhaps for now, the baggin’s off,

Always much more than just plain 5240,

The Hump and Tump a messy littered maze,

Of needles, trunks. And from the generational

Slates, slabbed, lying peaceful, in the cwm.

Are those lost Ifor’s tears, now melting,

In cold dank February’s golden rays?S1050049S1050037

Perhaps the spewed spent fuel from

Crossed at dawn drawn battle swords,

Returns to earth. Too far away to smell

Amongst the resined, dying, once offsetting boughs.

 

Then, confused and unrequited,

The yawning valleys fill,

Fog.SDIM0355 (2)SDIM0297 (2)

And yet, perhaps, one broken trailing chromosome

Tracks the big bad black-belted boy,

A soldier Samurai, (from Neath)

Returning home, and trading rising sun,

For falling rain, and green

Green grass of home,

Takes aim and tilts at windmills new,

And yakuzal inspired

Democracy.

 

Listen, see. S1050015 (2)

If not, perhaps just distant memories.

Keyboards rapped, and shutters pressed,

Tender brush-stroked canvases,

Hung here on strong red walls.

 

Reminders of unspeakably foreign beauty,

In this strange island land.

Called home.S1050079 (2)

Perhaps too close to touch.

Perhaps too much to feel.

Too many contradictions.S1050019

Perhaps, e.g,

Just far too near to see,

That actions speak truer than words.

And leaving Genesis behind,

We wait for distant entropy.

 

And Progress.S1050072S1050031 (2)

Inspired by the first mornings of February 2015, the views to the South,

and the following clicks, in no particular order:

R.S.Thomas

Gillian Clarke

Clive Nicol

Vera Brittain

Peter Gabriel

Solsbury Hill

Hill Bagging UK

JRR Tolkein 

The Gathering Storm

4 thoughts on “Welsh Hill Country RIP Rap Riddle

  1. Your photographs are extremely beautiful but I could not follow the words. I think it is poetry. I just can’t make the connection between a broken chromosome and a samurai warrior. Sorry, I have to be honest, I know it is me as a lot of people appreciate poetry. Amelia

  2. Beautiful photographs – and a far from feeble attempt at poetry! Your use of words to convey an image and keep a rhythm flowing is very clever. I will admit it’s taken a couple of reads, and will need a couple more, before I fully understand it – but then I’m a slow learner! 🙂

    • Hello Noeline,
      Thanks for also being brave and having stab at understanding this. I have a brother who knows far more about poetry than I ever shall, and I’m often intrigued by his, and other critics’ attempts to ‘understand’ what a poem is really trying to say. Hence my late in the day change of title to ‘rap riddle’. But as you’re obviously discovering the clues are all there in the words, and links, so I’m really glad that you’ve battled with it!
      Best wishes
      Julian

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