Welsh Patterns In English Tongue Poem by Panmelys

Welsh Patterns In English Tongue



Strict metric melodies mold - and mingle
with jingle sounds so old
hard to behold and uphold -
Celtic tidal tides, long rolled.

Panmely 2013

Art and talent has no borders has no
orders, or restrictive cords,
excellence alone lords,
innate gifts, which lifts above.

True art's higher knowledge pledge alliegiance
to talent given at birth;
whose worth demands obeisance,
long labor and research.

Freedom and liberty of speech; has no
discriminative trace,
of sex, age, race, : art alone
master of its own genome!

Panmelys 2013

Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: harmony
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by Welsh Englyn - wearing its new English robe, so dates far back in history of Celtic harmonies, written in Brittany-France; i think I wud dedicate it to Robert Graves and his book The White Goddess, which is the muse behind the poem's desire to capture some last remnants of a race before it expires completely. Panmelys 2015
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