Easter – 5th April 2026

Where might this line lead

Into a world of fancy or reality

Of longing or of loss

Sometimes the words come

without asking or trying

Others have to be pulled

kicking and screaming

from a place they do not wish to leave

What of you

Has a part of you died

Descended deep into the

cold dark grave

Maybe all it will

take is one well placed word

to call it forth

to resurrection

Another poem about death but this time with a hint of resurrection. Appropriate don’t you think, for Easter Sunday?

A part of me is within these welsh hills. I don’t know if they have any right to be but I think they are.

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