Saturday 5 November 2011

Poetry Please

For a brief change of tempo I am posting a couple of thoughtful poems written by younger residents of Carmarthenshire. The first was written by a 13 year old boy, it was then selected to be published in an anthology. The second was written by a year 7 pupil at the soon to be closed Pantycelyn School, Llandovery. Both suggest that not everyone shares the same ‘vision’ for the future of Carmarthenshire as dictated by those who think they know better in County Hall;


First it was a Roman town a Roman legion army town.
Then it was a Merlin town a castle and an oak tree town.
Then it was a Tudor town a dead dog leaking sewage town.
Then it was a Georgian town a big wig plump my pillow town.
Then it was a Victorian town a toll gate and Rebecca town.
Then it was a war town a joining up and dying town
Now it is a Tesco town a shop till you drop I want one town.

By Jeno, 13 years

Carmarthenshire in 2020

Carmarthenshire is thriving,
And people are buying,
But in the North-East
Llandovery is dying

It’s been a few years now,
Since the school has been killed!
The shops are deserted,
The streets have been stilled!

We’re in darkness now
And no one knows who
Is going to help us
And carry us through.

2020 is the year
And the town has no sound.
Pantycelyn is dead!
Nobody around.

When the funeral is over
And the people are down.
Who will remember
This proud Drovers town?

All businesses failing,
Too weak to fight!
Will the last to leave
Please turn out the light!

By Caitlin, year 7, Pantycelyn School

As nothing get’s a message across quite like well penned verse, please send in your contributions, humorous or otherwise. As long as it’s clean, non-libellous and related to issues concerning Carmarthenshire I will consider publishing it on the blog!


Cneifiwr said...

These verses are all the more powerful because they show the legacy that our county council is leaving its young people. Schools closed in small towns and villages, ripping the heart out of communities; supermarket-mania and plans to turn swathes of the county into vast housing estates.

My own attempts were pathetic doggerel, rhyming flames and James. I won't embarrass myself.

caebrwyn said...

All I could come up with were a couple of daft limericks, equally embarrassing.

Showing my literary ignorance, I was surprised to discover John Betjeman had a thing or two to say about town and country planning! Search for 'The Town Clerk's Views' and 'Executive'.

Patricia said...

Two poignant poems from the up and coming generation. Mark James and co. take note!