Ynys Wydryn (Glastonbury Tor)
By marandina
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Ynys Wydryn (Glastonbury Tor)
Blue skies shimmer, winter light,
offerings hang from willow branches,
gifts made to ancient Celtic spirits,
sacred place of archaic reverence.
St Michael’s Tower sits atop,
tor of elemental clay and rock,
silent winds, tainted-glass souls,
lost memories of Arthurian times.
Majestic isle, Ynys yr Afalon,
foretold home of the Holy Grail,
and Gwyn ap Nudd – First Lord,
king to the faeries of Annwn.
Sun arcs lower, setting due west,
Someret Levels fade in the mist,
dusk turned to obsidian darkness,
blazing fires summon pagan mystics.
Midnight whispers, ethereal veil thins,
gateway revealed, Land of the Dead,
spiritual setting of myths and magic
where Merlin will return, once again.
Footnotes:
Ynys Wydryn is the Celtic name for Glastonbury Tor. It is also known as Ynys yr Afalon which means “The Isle of Avalon” and identified with King Arthur since the alleged discovery of his and Queen Guinevere’s coffins in 1191, recounted by Gerald of Wales.
Gwyn ap Nudd is a figure from Welsh mythology. He was King of the faeries and ruler of the Welsh Otherworld – Annwn – closely associated with Glastonbury Tor.
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I noticed this straight away
I noticed this straight away as I didn't recognise the Welsh of the title. I checked my dictionary, and, as I thought, it said Ynys Afallon (note the 'll', double 'l'!), but then I checked around and realised that Ynys Wydryn is quite correct, and both are used. Afallon obviously relaties to Avalon.
I grew up with many Welsh fairy tales (our fairies always seemed human sized in what I was familiar with, and I think rather unpleasant), and the tales of the Mabinogion. But I've always disliked relating such things to places atmospheric either to encourage mystery in the supernatural, or fear. I think they are best kept in humour, imagination, and the beauty you describe for the Tor, a lovely description (we were in such a place in borderland yesterday, and as the setting sun began to colour the clouds, and the darkness settle on hill and trees) but to joy in such a created world and the care of its Shepherd, not revel in or tease about spookiness! Rhiannon
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Hi Paul,
this poem is magical, it sums up the wonder and mystery of. Galstonbury Tor, which is one place I've been many times. You've done a fine job of conveying all my thoughts.
Hope Merlin does return again, we could do with some good old fashioned kind magic.
So beautiful and thank you so much for sharing.
Jenny.
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Good poem Marandina! You
Good poem Marandina! You brought me back to the romantic legends of King Arthur and Avalon etc. which I have always enjoyed. I am, in a sense, surprised that tower hasn't blown away, as it was exceedingly windy when I went there some years ago. Great place, very romantic!
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That's a good idea. Alfred
That's a good idea. Alfred has never taken Mrs Muggins there! But he knows she would enjoy the romance of it. He might start to call her Guinevere if he ever gets her there, as Arthur is one of the royal names he would love to style himself as!!
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This is so wonderful! I'm not
This is so wonderful! I'm not sure I'll ever get to visit this place, but your poem lets me imagine what it is like. Really such a beautiful, evocative poem!
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Good stuff, Paul. I really
Good stuff, Paul. I really like the legend surrounding this and the way you have woven your words is quite fitting. Good job and congrats on the cherries.
GGHades502
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I've never been to
I've never been to Glastonbury Tor, but this beautiful poem has made me put it on my wishlist - thank you!
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Great stuff Paul.
Great stuff Paul.
I lived for a long time in Wiltshire and very close to Avebury stone circle and Silbury Hill. There, along with nearby Somerset, I found mystical and magical places and as Celtic as you can get in England.
Your poem reminds me so wonderfully well of the atmosphere of the area. I read it twice to remind myself of what I left behind.
Turlough
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You make me want to return
You make me want to return there.
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We're waiting for King Arthur
We're waiting for King Arthur (not Scargill, well maybe Scargill).
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This is our Poem of the Week.
This is our Poem of the Week. Congratulations!
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Reading this poem left me
Reading this poem left me feeling relaxed. I haven't been to Glastonbury Tor but now I will be making a trip down there. There's so much on offer in the UK to connect us with our ancient ancestors. I like to go to Stonehenge when my birthday falls on the winter solstice but it's easy to forget about all these other places. Love obsidian darkness and blazing fires summon pagan mystics. Nature and magic merging together.
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