Sun On The Hill
This is the title poem of my collected poems.
Daw haul ar fryn is pronounced dow hile ar vrin
Sun On The Hill
“Daw haul ar fryn”
they say in Wales,
“Sun will come on a hill”.
So put on your wellies,
get out in the rain,
and let life’s weather
send what it will.
Though the landscape
is nought but storm-tossed sky
with never a sign of a hill,
as the storm exults,
and the clouds unfold.
The hills will reveal
themselves, lurking still
and somewhere there
on a distant hill
a velvet patch of gold.
© Daffni 2023
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Has it been published yet? Good luck with it. 🙂
Luigi x
Well, yes, but my website has died and I am trying to ressurect it but can;t see what I’m doing. Wasselling books locally in market but of course not possible now.
Daffni,
I was reading this and as i neared the end the clouds here parted and a ray of sun fell through the chink.
Please more of these to drive the rain and cold away.
bhi
It has to rain to make a sunny day worth while. Or like I tell my daughter (over and over), what kind of world would it be if nothing bad could ever happen?
‘a velvet patch of gold.’ What a promise, Daffni! Brilliant. Much more powerful than a field of daffoldils. Somewhere to cwtch when the clouds roll away, eh.
Allen
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Thanks. lovely comment. When I made the cover I was looking every day for the patch of gold and then one day as I was standing on my landing talking to a friend and compaining i had not got a good enough photo and saw across my shoulder a watercolour i’d done some years back, Prpblem solved.