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There was Dai Puw. He was no good. They put him in the fields to dock swedes, And took the knife from him, when he came home At late evening with a grin Like the slash of a knife on his face. There was Llew Puw, and he was no good. Every evening after the ploughing With the big tractor he would sit in his chair, And stare into the tangled fire garden, Opening his slow lips like a snail. There was Huw Puw, too. What shall I say? I have heard him whistling in the hedges On and on, as though winter Would never again leave those fields, And all the trees were deformed. And lastly there was the girl: Beauty under some spell of the beast. Her pale face was the lantern By which they read in life's dark book The shrill sentence: God is love.

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R.S. Thomas

On The Farm

There was Dai Puw. He was no good. They put him in the fields to dock swedes, And took the knife from him, when he came home At late evening with a grin Like the slash of a knife on his face. There was Llew Puw, and he was no good. Every evening after the ploughing With the big tractor he would sit in his chair, And stare into the tangled fire garden, Opening his slow lips like a snail. There was Huw Puw, too. What shall I say? I have heard him whistling in the hedges On and on, as though winter Would never again leave those fields, And all the trees were deformed. And lastly there was the girl: Beauty under some spell of the beast. Her pale face was the lantern By which they read in life's dark book The shrill sentence: God is love.

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Y llew, Y ddraig ar' blaidd, Rhwng naws ac saws suriol, Cadair idris. Gwen glawiog Pam clydodd Diancrwydd, frainc. Dan lledar e'i felt, Noson dianc. Rhag dy fodiau, BYDLONDEB. Gwen a fina wrth tamad Bur, O' dy adloniant bywiog. Nol at y blaidd, Y llew, A'r ddraig, A finau, Yn hedfan, Ar adenydd, Llonydd.

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Oct 9, 2021

Oct 9, 2021 at 6:48 PM UTC

iwan-glyn

Comins

Y llew, Y ddraig ar' blaidd, Rhwng naws ac saws suriol, Cadair idris. Gwen glawiog Pam clydodd Diancrwydd, frainc. Dan lledar e'i felt, Noson dianc. Rhag dy fodiau, BYDLONDEB. Gwen a fina wrth tamad Bur, O' dy adloniant bywiog. Nol at y blaidd, Y llew, A'r ddraig, A finau, Yn hedfan, Ar adenydd, Llonydd.

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It is said that if you read a poem called Tomino’s Hell If read out loud things will not end well As it is a way to summon Tomino who was cast down For questioning & challenging Gods word When he fell there was a crack, even the living had heard Tomino fell from heaven, straight to hell His mouth sowed shut for no secrets can he tell He was not prepared with the hell he was shown As Lucifer sits upon his mighty throne With a surprisingly gently voice he says to not be afraid He was not as what is imagined or portrayed He is beyond the concept of beauty, its hard to explain The torture, once you think there can’t be a higher pain It gets worse; seemingly endless you start to go insane Like heaven, each hell is designed just for you, none are the same In Tomino’s you are constantly ripped apart And a sensation, like someone squeezing your heart Then it gets really dangerous & bad when you start to yearn For the pain and the sweet, agonizing burn Some may escape to the land of the living, but they always return Especially Tomino who always brings a soul in tow So whatever you do, don’t read aloud the poem below: Tomino’s Poem (Don’t read it, especially out loud!) Enota ot nwod tsac neeb evah yam onimot Enola ti o got sesufer eh tub Oot nwod uoy gard lliw eh denommus si eh nehw os Odnu ro epacse on si ereht, seod eh ecno Od ot evah uoy lla s’that, doula meop eht woleb daer Uoy rof emoc lliw onimot dna Eurtnu si nettirw saw tahw rof Uoy dniheb kool llew, daeh ruoy ni daer uoy fi, oob Lley dna maercs uoy sa nwod uoy gard lliw eh Lleh s’onimot ot emoclew dna seye ruoy nepo Try reading it if you dare But please beware Because once you do Your soul is sold to you know who And while you are tortured, the scars on your soul adorning Don’t say you had no warning! Based On An Urban Legend

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Mar 1, 2025

Mar 1, 2025 at 1:10 AM UTC

Eliana-Knight

Tomino’s Hell

It is said that if you read a poem called Tomino’s Hell If read out loud things will not end well As it is a way to summon Tomino who was cast down For questioning & challenging Gods word When he fell there was a crack, even the living had heard Tomino fell from heaven, straight to hell His mouth sowed shut for no secrets can he tell He was not prepared with the hell he was shown As Lucifer sits upon his mighty throne With a surprisingly gently voice he says to not be afraid He was not as what is imagined or portrayed He is beyond the concept of beauty, its hard to explain The torture, once you think there can’t be a higher pain It gets worse; seemingly endless you start to go insane Like heaven, each hell is designed just for you, none are the same In Tomino’s you are constantly ripped apart And a sensation, like someone squeezing your heart Then it gets really dangerous & bad when you start to yearn For the pain and the sweet, agonizing burn Some may escape to the land of the living, but they always return Especially Tomino who always brings a soul in tow So whatever you do, don’t read aloud the poem below: Tomino’s Poem (Don’t read it, especially out loud!) Enota ot nwod tsac neeb evah yam onimot Enola ti o got sesufer eh tub Oot nwod uoy gard lliw eh denommus si eh nehw os Odnu ro epacse on si ereht, seod eh ecno Od ot evah uoy lla s’that, doula meop eht woleb daer Uoy rof emoc lliw onimot dna Eurtnu si nettirw saw tahw rof Uoy dniheb kool llew, daeh ruoy ni daer uoy fi, oob Lley dna maercs uoy sa nwod uoy gard lliw eh Lleh s’onimot ot emoclew dna seye ruoy nepo Try reading it if you dare But please beware Because once you do Your soul is sold to you know who And while you are tortured, the scars on your soul adorning Don’t say you had no warning! Based On An Urban Legend

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