Three Poems by Byron Beynon

The Wild Pony

The wild pony’s silhouette
ponders its way back up the mountain
as a raw-anointed sky
settles once more
with the evening hours.
This harsh winter’s
slope on a planet evolving
towards a particular summit,
grace and shade
blessed by the starlight
appearing with the armoured wind.
Each step comes
with a sense of discovery,
a memory of home and a possibility
that the drift of understanding
appears closer to the crystalline
eye of healing.

Arenig, Sunset

An evening imbued
with the silence of time.
The virile sky
conserves a patient vision
with thoughts that search
through galleries of pre-history.
The prayer that is yet to come,
awaiting a reckoning,
the unseen figure who stands
to one side,
shadows that summon up memory
persuading the senses
to return here once again.

Refugee Jazz

She has already left
the country of her birth,
crossed into another
searching for that rare
seam of freedom heard
through the rhythm of language.
Surviving under a blue
glaze of sky she attends
signature classes without
a visa or borders.
Measuring tenderness and re-winning
understanding by expressing
a coherent phrase
about being human.
Her melody of time
recorded in a mind
where compositions are learnt
by striving towards
a horizon cleansed
by a universal beat.


Byron Beynon lives in Swansea. His work has appeared in several publications including Agenda, Planet, Poetry Wales, London Magazine, Crannog and North of Oxford. He co-ordinated the Wales’ section of the anthology Fifty Strong (Heinemann). Collections include Cuffs (Rack Press) and The Echoing Coastline (Agenda Editions). Selected Poems is forthcoming in 2018.

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