'Carnival of Words' Guest Poet 20th April 2014

Carnival of Words, Eagles Meadow, Wrexham

Rona Campbell will be reading her poems Monday April 20 at the Pop Up Shop, Eagles Meadow Wrexham 12.15pm – 1.00pm.

Poems for all ages – taken from her Kindle book ‘Ice Dance,’ ‘The Hedge,’ Counter-Point bublications & ‘David of the Mines,’ puplished by Arvon Foundation.

Rona currently lives in Wrexham, originally from Brecon and of Irish and Welsh parents. Rona’s Photography exhibition toured Uk 2011-2014 titled ‘Ice Dance,’ supported by Arts Council Wales.

'Carnival of Words' Guest Poet 20th April 2014
Rona will be reading in the Pop Up Shop, Eagles Meadow Wrexham
My Mother, Alpha Jessie Hughes

A Mother’s Day Poem by Rona Campbell

A Mother’s Day Poem

How far back do washing-up bowls go?

Holes in rocks with abrasive moss scours or

wooden bowls, clay china and plastic.

How many hours have women stood sink-still,

stared down at their wet hands and

rinsed gallons of wishes down the drain.


Listen girls don’t grow tall enough to see your

brain stuck to the non-stick surface of pans,

or find yourself deserted by reluctant dryers.

This task, as old as laying fires, is slyly upgraded

by ethereal-liquids and rubber gloves,

is still the drudgery of scrubbers.


No CBE’s and certainly no Bachelor of Art degrees,

but my chore-score of utensils reaches twice

around the earth, and numerous plates I

spun into the couldn’t care less air, are well on their

way to the milky way, so pleased to be out of the

reach of bleach and the stink of dank dish cloths.


Men and lads free your mothers from the

bowl, before they are all washed up.

After all, do Angels believe in fairy-liquid or

polish their halloes with brillo-pads?

I suppose they eat their manna off clouds

and expect the rain to do their washing up.



Please leave your comments below, I read them all. Thanks for stopping by and reading my poems.

Rona Campbell

Photo of Alpha Jessie Hughes – my late mother’s passport photo,  taken of her during WWll

Australian Welsh Male Voice Choir in Llangollen.

March 23 2012

I sang and read my poems from The Hedge and acted excerpts from Under Milkwood by Dylan Thomas, with Peter Read, and Keith Pemberton in Llangollen for The Welsh Australian Male Voice Choir from Melbourne.  We had a great time, wonderful audience then joined them in the Manchester Arena where they performed in A Thousand Male Voices. What a night! I don’t know how the roof is still on the MCR Arena. I bet the old Albert Hall himself was sad not to have had his belly full of that wonderful sound this year!