River Conwy Poem by John Rickell

Pentrefoelas, pronounce it as you will
beside the road to Holyhead
a single arch across the Conwy
on the way to Ysbyty Ifan,
pronounce that if you can.
Ten feet wide and shallow
beside the chocolatier.
We stop each time we pass
indulge in hand-made chocolates
Betwys y Coed six miles more
coffee, cakes and waterfalls.
A pretty railway halt
single track to Blaenau'
Another river, Llugwy
fresh from the Swallow Falls
confluenced with the Conwy;
They fight below the railway bridge
bubbling energy at the bifercation;
The innocent river at Pentrefoelas
here in raging joy, seeking sea and sand
at Llansanffraid and Glan Conwy
say that if you can!
Ladies on the golf course,
macs and umbrellas.
The drive is long and beautiful
from Corwen on the Dee....
moorlands white with sheep,
crude cottages and hard-worked farmers,
handsome turbines their elegant necks
stretching white necks,
helping pay the rent.
We never tire of this
from Llangollen see the best of Wales
thank Telford every time we call
always on a Tuesday,
never on bank-holidays.