Owain Glyn

Owain Glyn Poems

1. My Discovery 11/19/2012
2. My Journey 12/6/2012
3. The Temperance Club 1/16/2013
4. I'M Not Frightened (Really) Part Two Dad's Tale 1/17/2013
5. I'M Not Frightened (Really) Part Four, A Brother's Tale 1/19/2013
6. Recovery 1/21/2013
7. Tamara 1/23/2013
8. I'M Not Frightened (Really) Part Five A Sister's Tale 1/27/2013
9. I'M Not Frightened (Really) Part Six Aunties Tale 1/30/2013
10. I'M Not Human, Anymore. 2/25/2013
11. Trust (Dedicated To Lynne Fyncher Spring Garden) 3/9/2013
12. The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 3 Famine 4/17/2013
13. My Every Need 5/25/2013
14. Where Are You Now 5/27/2013
15. Understanding 5/27/2013
16. Halfway House (Dedicated To Lynne Fincherspringgarden) 5/26/2013
17. The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 1 Pestilence 4/14/2013
18. The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 2 War 4/15/2013
19. Whumplethump Goes Missing (Conclusion) 3/2/2013
20. Constant Inconstancy 2/10/2013
21. A Call To Arms (Dedicated To Sunprincess) 1/26/2013
22. I'M Not Frightened (Really) Part Three Mum's Tale 1/17/2013
23. Now The (Christmas) Party's Over 1/9/2013
24. In Rest 12/3/2012
25. The Magic Forest. (Part Two, Stu's Tale) 12/3/2012
26. The Revolution 12/8/2012
27. Ghosts 11/26/2012
28. The Seeker 11/21/2012
29. I'Ve Got My Life Back, Or Have I? ? 5/12/2013
30. Insanity 5/13/2013
31. In Dreams 7/22/2013
32. Milestones (For My Son, Ross On His Thirtieth Birthday) 11/29/2012
33. Thoughts 11/19/2012
34. Never Go Back 11/20/2012
35. The Price To Pay 11/20/2012
36. The Morning After 11/21/2012
37. Aunt Aggies Visit (The Family Ghost) 12/12/2012
38. Our Sovereign (The Queen's Jubilee) 12/19/2012
39. My Son, My Son 1/19/2013
40. No Resurrection 1/7/2013
Best Poem of Owain Glyn

Men In Grey Suits

There are men in grey suits who infest sand built towers,
Where they sit and they spit out their venom for hours,
Making judgments and plans which they say we must follow,
Leaving them to get fat in the shit that they wallow.

The Bishops and Priests and their dumb acolytes,
Spew out sermons and edicts and meaningless rites,
Whilst abusing the young that are left in their care,
They preach God's holy goodness in which we can share.

There are Judges, who sit, every day, upon high,
Peering down on the wicked they're placed there to try,
With their ...

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My Discovery

Now I've left this earthly shell, I find no heaven and no hell,
My spirit soars above the waves, now free of fire and earth bound graves.
I leave behind the pains of life, discard the lies and leave the strife,
My lack of understanding shed, my freedom rests among the dead.

No Philosophers, no stones, no rotting flesh, or crumbling bones,
No Preachers with their jaundiced views, no promises to keep, or lose.
No Teachers with their bogus facts, no Lawmakers misguided acts,
No false P

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