Bryn Williams

North Vancouver, B.C., Canada

Bryn, 18, has been writing poetry since he was 13. He enjoys tennis and skiing, runs competitively, and studies Aikido. Bryn's poetry was published by The National Library of Poetry in the anthologies: After the Storm, The Best Poems of 1996, and The Best Poems of the 90s, and was selected each time for the audio cassette The Sound of Poetry. He received the Editor's Choice Award for his poem "Storming Silence." Bryn, a student at U.B.C., has also written short stories and a fantasy novelette. "I strive to reach the full emotional and spiritual expressiveness of poetry."

Still Twilight

As though in darkness given life
These shadows of the mind and heart
Rise with discord, hate and strife
And break the very sky apart.

Rage empowered strength ascends
And battles wind, and storm and night
With fevered mind to bitter end
And madly fights unmoving might.

Beyond the twilight's hopeless scene
The river rushes ever on.
And brings its flotsam to the sea.
Its mouth concealed, awaiting dawn.

The Mysteried Sea at Dusk

Of azure glass and waiting mist --
A sea of peace crystalline --
The drifting clouds that ride the winds uncertain,
Those airs who touch, caress and freeze
The shaking limbs of pensive trees
Now basking the warmth of sun,
Awaiting the fall of night's solemn curtain.

Of all these dreams and memories,
Twilight caught and held by eyes
That reflect the wondrous world
In all its fierce, capricious beauty
But behold naught but its shadows;
Of these pale ghosts and vibrant cousins,
The voice of dusk upon the breeze
Now speaks in jealous praise and soulful lament.

Lost In Midnight

Behold the foreign, darkened glade
Where native strength began,
Entwined in rage, a welcome shade
That to the twilight ran.

Behold the path the shadow left,
The imprint onto the ground,
Its leaves now crushed by memories cleft
From life and never found.

Behold the very driving force
That rides the flitting breeze
Now meekly fall before remorse
And linger 'midst the trees.