I found a name
for a thing I knew,
a new name
like tykki Duw
for butterfly,
but this one was for an acorn cup,
byskon mes, I just had to look it up.
Mos tre!
Go home!
.
Mos tre yn skon!
Go home soon!
.
Mos tre lemmyn!
Go home now!
.
Drog yw genev,
I’m sorry,
.
Ny wonn vy…
I don’t know…
.
Ty.
You.
The two Cornish (Kernewek) Cheesemen were hunched over the Cheeseboard, playing Cheese, or ‘Keus!’ as they called it.
Sixteen (hwetek) pieces of Cheese (Keus) each, and then let the game of Cheese (Keus!) commence.
Not sure of the rules, but who needs rules when you have that much Cheese (Keus!)
I wandered lonely as a Lili Gorawys
because that sounds nicer
than wandering lonely as a daffodil
or a kommol – which is a cloud
by another name.
.
If you should meet Lili,
please stop and chat;
but, she may not reply,
being a flower
and all that.
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Ow tyski,
when will you ever learn?
Our mothers tortoise,
and they tortoise well;
but learning isn’t easy
when you never learn to spell.
I have a title
and that’s not all,
I have mixed up Unicorn
with the place Cornwall;
that must be unique,
one of a kind,
from a creative genius
with a lentil mind.
Ny wonn vy,
‘Meurastahwi’
Ytho, my a leverel,
‘Meur ras!’
—-
Translates as:
I don’t know
‘Thank you,’,
so, I just say
‘Thanks!’
What does it all mean?
Not just the title above,
but life itself?
A picture of a scone, soon,
might be trite –
as is much that I write –
but is it any different
from all else that will suffice
to be the stuff
that nightmares
are made on?
.
Please excuse my wittering
(I can witter at will)
and take this from my words:
‘If you have just received
a picture of a scone
through the post,
it has probably already arrived.’
May your dydh be da
your dy’Sul howlyek hag sygh;
lowenhe bewnans.
—//—
dydh = day
da = good
dy’Sul =Sunday
howlyek = sunny
ha / hag = and
sygh = dry
lowenhe = enjoy
bewnans = life / living
An kamneves
ha deves:
A rainbow
and sheep,
nothing deep,
nothing too serious,
just a view
to capture me
as I hope
it would capture you.
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