Chainsaw Rhys

Chainsaw Rhys
 
Can you lay a big tree down, Rhys?
 
Yes, an’ it be gently 
 
felled as any Welsh babe
 
ever laid to cradle.
 
Can you make it 
 
fall exactly so, Rhys?
 
Aye. Set your compass to it. 
 
It’ll
fall as 
      straight 
                   as 
                       any 
       country 
                    road 
                             in 
                                 Wales.
 
Then have a go at it, Rhys, 
 
but let me caution 
 
you, trees are as unruly 
 
as your lovely Blodwyn, or any woman.
 
Yeah, yeah. I’ll be minding that.
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A Secret Kept

A Secret Kept

To all who traipse by
Björn Dahl’s dismal well,

And wonder how or why
Kate Flannery fell—

And how a brave hawk
One Orville by name,

Gamely walked the walk,
‘Til the county came:

‘Tis a marvelous good secret, well kept,
While all around, unknowing, the world slept.

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