Cymraeg Gragedd - Welsh Women

In honor of my family...

An Isle woman

once was I

to Rhode Island

I did fly

from Salem, Mass.

upon the sky,

there did I.

Hughes was the name

that we bore

when grandma

met me at the door,

to sweetly greet me

magically

though she departed

when I was three.

Reunited

here we are

my kin again

in geneological

restraints.

Upon the page

the tales of whence

we once pranced

and later laid.

Now upon

American soil

I read of them

at midnight hour

glancing backwards

at those past

dancing a jig

for;

we last.

The family

has since

moved on

but this Welsh woman

reads on

in the dark of night

of those before

while her ashes

slowly hit the floor.

Here in Virginia

she does reside

that she is me

and by my side

are those stories

they told, memories

and my dear Grandma Hughes

who once died.

Resurrected

in mind's eye

the scent of her makeup

reminds me still

that this Welsh woman

of whose blood

I carry

is flying with me

here:

among this family tree.

In this lifetime,

it is true

upon the cliffs of Llandudno

I wrote my name in rocks

upon its face

to remember me;

that I shall not abstain

but will return

once more

to those kindred shores.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Compelling and enjoyable read. Well done!

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Thank you just published this one once I edited it a bit more since this posting...

[A. Amos]

Great simply awesome