Ode to Beddgelert

Shall we wander beneath a paper rip sky
where mountains sit silent and wait?

Hold out your fingers and trace the line
before dusk falls to rub it all out.

Walk down the path to hear fast river’s song
where children chase tiddlers
with nets then skim stones

Sit on the bench beneath a paper rip sky
where mountains have scraped and torn.

Smile to the birds as they soar and they dance
before settling in trees where they croon.

See ice cream shop with its myriad tastes
where grownups chase memories
with devout insatiate.

Stand on the bridge beneath a paper rip sky
where mountains loom bold with power.

Watch daredevils climb then hang, jump or dive
before scrambling to a soft dry towel.

Wander along to Llewelyn’s remorse
where Gelert’s faithful act
with the wolf brought wrong thought.

Stroll along now beneath a paper rip sky
where mountains look down to Beddgelert.

Remember this place in the morning light
before driving on home a convert.

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4 thoughts on “Ode to Beddgelert

  1. This is really a lovely poem. There are some really strong lines: Sit on the bench beneath a paper rip sky/where mountains have scraped and torn and See ice cream shop with its myriad tastes/where grownups chase memories.

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    1. Thank you, Lisa. Beddgelert is my favourite place in Wales. I have changed the poem a bit, I wasn’t happy with a few of the stanzas (always happens, read it, print it, read it again, edit, publish and then find fault, sod’s law), still not quite sure about the whole but it’s staying as it is (for) now. My first attempt at an Ode :-/

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