Release the day's tension,
rigid and brittle with frozen anticipation,
melted in the soft golden glow
of your hair.
strident echoes of,br> nerves over-wrought, faded in a heavenly sigh
with a single warming smile
on your lips.
my straining heart,
drawn tight as any harp-string,
loosened as i sank into the deep wells
of your eyes.
and the dense fog,
which jealously concealed you from my sight,
became a comforting blanket,
enfolding us both.
by Dyn Llwyn - 4 October 2000 Ripples ripples in ripples that pass down the stream,
is this really real, or is it just a dream?,
what forces them on, what fate do they meet?
do ripples continue when their trip's complete?
are there hidden reasons that move them like that,
or when they are finished, do they just fall flat?
some say they bounce back and continue along,
while others have said that to do so is wrong.
so which is the answer, which one is a lie?
do ripples make choices, can they even try?
these are the questions you asked me today;
tell you the truth, i don't know what to say.
the answers elude, i'm no wiser than you,
i only make guesses at what's really true.
feelings i have, but of proof i have none.
some purpose there must be, i think at least one.
alone we have limits, you know that's true,
but we may see farther if i stand with you.
so if you would like, together we'll see
if we can find answers where none seemed to be.
by Dyn Llwyn - 30 August 2000 Some Nights Some nights are just plain lonely,
when nothing seems to go right.
I wait up to see my one and only,
and end up alone all night.
There seems to be no reason for it,
just things work out that way.
For hours on end, I quietly sit
and listen to music play.
I want so much to be always with her,
I'd give anything at all.
Sometimes it feels like it's forever
just waiting for her to call.
And then I find myself withdrawing,
with tears running down my cheek,
for missing her can start me crying
and feeling lost and weak.
I love her so much, I just can't say,
no matter how hard I try
to tell her I miss her every day,
and my feelings I can't deny.
But what can I do, when she's not here,
and I wait lonesome at home?
So I sit right here waiting for my dear
and write my heart in a poem.
by Dyn Llwyn - 5 October 2000 Soul Mate not all who cross the dark abyss
are lost and lonely on their quest,
sometimes they find another soul
to keep them brave against the cold.
sometimes this one may be your mate
to share the sorrows cast by fate.
but other times be forced to stand
and smile, and simply hold your hand.
9 February 2000 Contact We rove across the midnight strand
together seeking night's embrace.
Our bodies linked with gentle hand
enfolding each the other's face.
Within your eyes the light is clear
and kind, a soul to match my own.
So hand in hand we fight the fear
and never have to be alone.
We rove across the midnight strand
together seeking night's embrace.
Our bodies linked with gentle hand
enfolding each the other's face.
Within your eyes the light is clear
and kind, a soul to match my own.
So hand in hand we fight the fear
and never have to be alone.
11 Feb 2000 Author Dyn Llwyn Sreams of Moments when i return from a moment away
my heart still drops to see
you've left no message for me.
no phone has rung, no letter appeared.
i know none should be expected,
but my heart hopes as it will ...
and each time is disappointed.
i've tried letting go,
i've tried hanging on,
no matter what i do ...
you're still gone.
and there is nothing to hold the pain.
Why? Why? Why, i scream at the sky.
the empty void answers my heart as always,
with silence.
why bother?
each time i try to write down what i feel
nothing comes out but fragments
of yesterday's dreams.
so why not?
my dreams are shattered,
scattered to the winds.
my life has become pointless,
uniform streams of moment after moment,
and each a point of aching emptiness.
in the shell that's left
silent dreams remain
behind walls of unspoken pain. ...
okay, i'm a mess,
but it's my quest that you'll survive.
i wish you happiness, and that you thrive
where i've been weak.
i'll help you find the joy you seek.
i wish it could have been me.
but it's your choice not to be.
so i stand and wait with you,
lost hope cloaked in cheerful smiles,
praying your happiness
will last throughout the years,
and never again need you cry.
since there is no gift
that you'll allow me to give you,
instead you have my wish
the one you're with will love you
forever and always,
as will i.
Author Dyn Llwyn Sweet Lady she breezes through your life each day
and makes your heart lift up.
she blesses every one she meets;
her love fills each one's cup.
the pure delight within her eyes
entrances all she sees.
her hidden magic blossoms forth;
each prisoned heart she frees.
the beauty of her soul is such
that none would wish to part
the warming glow that radiates
from her wide-open heart.
it isn't that she's not been hurt
or know the depths of loss,
but her soul's braved and won each storm
the winds of time has tossed.
although her life has it's own share
of pain, more than most others,
it's only joy she gives the world,
and loves all like her brothers.
so when this Lady passes by
and lightens your world's strife,
give her a smile to let her know
she's got a friend for life.
by Dyn Llwyn - 6 September 2000 Take Your Time Take it softly, take it slow,
Take your time, because you know
from Spring's first bloom to Winter's end
I'll always be your special friend.
Enjoy your life without a care;
No matter what, I'll still be there
Just like you always have for me.
As time goes on then you will see,
The hard times and the good times too
Will find me ever there for you.
And if the world should get you down
You know I'll always be around.
Just say the word, I'll come to you
To chase away what makes you blue.
It doesn't matter where we meet:
A park, café, or on the street,
Or even on the Internet
(Although I know we will meet yet),
For just an hour, or for a day.
So Take it softly, take it slow,
Take your time, because you know
from Spring's first bloom to Winter's end
I'll always be your special friend.
Enjoy your life without a care;
No matter what, I'll still be there
Just like you always have for me.
As time goes on then you will see,
The hard times and the good times too
Will find me ever there for you.
And if the world should get you down
You know I'll always be around.
Just say the word, I'll come to you
To chase away what makes you blue.
It doesn't matter where we meet:
A park, café, or on the street,
Or even on the Internet
(Although I know we will meet yet),
For just an hour, or for a day.
So this, my dear, to you I'll say:
"The moments closest to my heart
Are those when we are not apart,
And though life sometimes is a trial
Our friendship's made it all worthwhile."
Dyn Llwyn - 23 August 2000 The River Runs Quietly runs the gentle river
From wooded hills where falls the rain
Through sculpted rocky canyon walls,
Dry desert sands and grassy plain.
The Summer sun may burn all day
To bake the river's channel dry,
But constant runs the soothing flow
Despite the worst the sun may try.
In Autumn blows the dust and leaves
To fill the river's banks with dross,
But strong enough the river runs
That every blockage it may cross.
Though Winter's chill may freeze it fast
To lock it's banks in ice and snow,
So deep the rivers' core does run,
its heart will ever freely flow.
In Spring when jagged blocks of ice
Break free to choke at every bend,
Yet still the waters find a way
To keep it's path 'til river's end.
So gently the river runs ever on,
No hindrance stops its constant flow.
With gentle strength and heart so deep,
its truth is there that all may know.
Dyn Llwyn �?23 July 2000 Things I Should Have Told You I told you of my loneliness,
I told you of my pain,
I told you how I like to hide
my teardrops in the rain,
but have I ever told you
of the joy you've given me,
or how your overflowing love
has set my spirit free?
I never was much good before
at writing what I feel,
or finding ways I could express
the things I thought were real.
I never once could face a crowd
of people I don't know,
and always, what I truly felt
I never would let show.
the world was just a gray expanse,
and life a boring play;
I wondered why I bothered
going on from day to day.
but then you came into my life
and opened up my eyes
you tore down my embattlements
and stripped off my disguise.
you opened up my tired heart
and let me see the truth;
exposed the joy and love of life
I'd hidden since my youth.
you opened up my soul to me
by showing me your own,
and since that revelation
I have never felt alone.
'though I still feel the sadness
of the world I see around,
no longer into hopelessness
is my soul firmly bound.
with brand-new eyes, I understand
the pain in all I see,
and try to give relief to all,
just like you did with me.
I try to let my joy of life
flow out to all I know,
for my soul's luminescence
is a light I wish to show.
the life that I see all around
proclaims it's own true worth,
the pulse of life's a living will
that flows within the earth.
the joy of all this urges me
to share what truth I know:
from living trees high overhead
to rocky depths below.
from sheer enjoyment of my life,
and friends who make me glad,
to every hurt that touches me,
and things that make me sad.
I even find these simple truths
within the skies above,
and all because you came to me,
and let me share your love.
by Dyn Llwyn - 12 September 2000  Touch We are all, ultimatly, alone in the Universe
No matter how tied we are to Humanity's purpose,
or how often we venture forth on a new journey:
while in this incarnate form, we are isolated.
So, if the tumbling, twirling, spinning jumble of
Time's maelstrom, your soul is brushed by another
who shines with the same luminosity as your own
while traveling on their own solitary flight,
Is it wrong to wave in frantic joyfull recognition
at a kindred spirit trapped in their own lonely trek
as you pass each other by on your separate ways
to a cold, hard, dark grave?
by Dyn Llwyn All Poetry © Dyn Llwyn
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