Rhiwbina Living
Summer 2023 issue of Rhiwbina Living, the award-winning magazine for Rhiwbina.
Summer 2023 issue of Rhiwbina Living, the award-winning magazine for Rhiwbina.
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THE PICNIC<br />
A basket of joy.<br />
An afternoon of dreams.<br />
A rolled up blanket opened<br />
And spread like warm butter<br />
On the parched earth.<br />
Thin sarnies<br />
And melted Penguins<br />
Soft berries<br />
And bashed up scotch eggs<br />
Wrapped in foil<br />
And love.<br />
Warmed water<br />
A platoon of ants<br />
And buzzy things<br />
And mozzies<br />
And crawly things.<br />
Sandwich crusts<br />
And Penguin wrappers<br />
Mushed up berries<br />
And half-eaten eggs<br />
Still wrapped in foil<br />
And love.<br />
We return home<br />
Through whispering meadows<br />
And wandering lanes<br />
Sleepy and happy<br />
To our bedtime rest.<br />
David James<br />
Whitchurch<br />
Seasonal<br />
Poems<br />
NOW DOES SUMMER<br />
Now does summer in all its glory reign<br />
The season brought more fine by the herald that is spring<br />
Its cloak of green that to winter did so restrain<br />
And its warming breezes that of coming joys did sing,<br />
In a field of so new a life to stand there proud<br />
With golden rays its glory path to light<br />
And creatures all their voices to trumpet and to sound out loud<br />
That it may make their echoes wide and bright,<br />
So then do blooms and blossoms on countless boughs to swathe<br />
Their fragrance to float wherever air may flow<br />
To meadows, hedgerows and many a garden to bathe<br />
And further life to touch and there to onward grow;<br />
The summer is of greatness in many forms to take<br />
That nature in its span of time is ever more to make.<br />
David Morris<br />
Llandaff North<br />
NEXT LIFE, YEAH?<br />
We dreamed together, apart<br />
Of a summer's day at the beach.<br />
Just us. Doing normal things.<br />
Watching the slow dance of the colours.<br />
The creams, the blues, the pinks.<br />
But we never existed.<br />
And our outcrop stays empty.<br />
Alec Harvey<br />
Cardiff<br />
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