Llwybr Barddoniaeth New Horizons

New Horizons

Ar 9 Medi 2009, teithiodd saith aelod o Ganolfan Adnoddau Iechyd Meddwl a Lles Emosiynol New Horizons ar reilffordd Arriva Trains o Aberdâr i Fae Caerdydd gan gofnodi eu profiadau mewn barddoniaeth.

Dan arweiniad y bardd Patrick Jones, cafodd y grŵp eu hannog i gynhyrchu taith liwgar o eiriau’n adlewyrchu’r cymunedau a’r golygfeydd yr oeddent yn teithio drwyddynt, ar sail y trên ei hun a’u profiadau yn ystod y dydd.

Daeth noddwr New Horizons, Boyd Clack i gwrdd â’r grŵp ym Mae Caerdydd, lle buont yn rhannu eu cerddi. Caiff prif gerdd y grŵp ei dylunio fel poster A3 a’i harddangos yng ngorsafoedd Arriva Trains ar draws y Cymoedd.

Mae Trenau Arriva Cymru a’r Academi yn cefnogi datblygiad llenyddiaeth ymhlith grwpiau cymorth iechyd meddwl ar draws Cymru. Hon oedd y daith drên arbennig gyntaf i grŵp o oedolion. Y nod yw helpu oedolion sy’n mwynhau ysgrifennu ac sy’n dechrau ysgrifennu’n dda i ehangu eu profiadau o ysgrifennu creadigol.

From The Mountain to the Sea

Group poem with Patrick Jones

Organised chaos

Apprehensive morning

Will I fit in?

As we take our seats

Full with

open minded ink

United by words, joined by thoughts

Amusing how something so simple

Can be so epic

Our common journey

Aberdare valley green

A pool of thoughts

Pouring, pouring

like the trickling streams that start our trip

as the mountains look down upon us,

elderly women going shopping

life outside passes again

leaving time behind

oh what a view from a high train

oh come to me and  we’ll speak again

Railways at the back of everything

At Mountain Ash

We wait for another train to pass

Notice the new hospital growing

A lonesome beginning of a tree

Out of place

Missing some sense of belonging

No sign of life at the stations

Just ticket machines

Waiting, waiting

The train rattles on,

Bursting with life,

to Cardiff

Nature replaced by concrete

My pretty bumble bee

Busy on the same tree

Does he even notice

The train rushing by

From the mountain to the sea

The river where the trees

Cast a shadow over

The sunlit water


Hidden words are spoken

Spilling forth from our early apprehension

We returned to our natural selves

As we travelled

From green to grey

From tree to building




We felt at ease

No more tension

Just freedom of expression

Like the sea shining in the sun

Everyone and everything different

Proof of this today

Tailored by time

Laid beyond

This sheet of glass.

Mike Came

Oh what a view from a high train

Oh come to me and  we’ll speak again, again

Mike Came

Twin steel lines from Aberdare to the Bay

Following the river winding through the green valleys

To the brick and concrete of our capitol city

Eight people joined through the love of words

Meeting and bonding to a common theme

Travelling by Arriva train talking and sharing ideas and thoughts

Sitting, writing watching the faces of our fellow commuters

Grim, serious features of work bound people

The smiling faces of anticipating money spending shoppers

People reducing their carbon footprints whilst travelling together in speed and comfort

Travel with no strain, by an Arriva train

Angharad Hall

Passing by so quickly

There’s no time to see the detail

But wait, we stop and detail is restored

Beside me stands a landscape

View of beauty

Trees of all different sizes, ages and

Colours, just like us

Here we go again and life outside passes again,

Leaving time behind

Many buildings pass us

Some under construction

And some left to age in time

What surprises me is the comparison

Of a journey on the inside of

A man made machine moves quicker

Than the natural beauty that surrounds us.

Ceri Watkins

The snow flakes are falling

The daylight is dawning

The train from Aberdare

Meets us up on the square

I like spending money

I think it’s quite funny

The trees in mid air

Make it easy to bear


Come along with me

And I’ll show you the way

The train is still moving

And we’ll be returning

From a light yellowy sun

And the trees move freely

Towards the breeze

We are travelling towards Cardiff Bay

The sun is streaming through the glass panelled windows

Oh, what a view from a high train

Oh, come to me and we’ll speak again

Brian Mitchell

A sunny day on Arriva trains

Diesel  electric  past Asda the bog

Mountains looking down on us

The flower and berry look well

The leaves are turning the most going by

It seems that the railways are the back of

Everything, untidy Fernhill

The hospital is growing

Mountain Ash all bridges

Penrhiwceiber untidy a steeple shown

Abercynon my wife was born there

Ponty it still could do with tidying

How close my pretty bumble be as the train

Rushes by, does he ever notice

Treforest tidy a Mum and Dad with baby get on

The train gets faster, the wind whistles through the open window

Factory rows of strawberries left after the crop

The river waterfall, Radyr

Llandaf how nice it would be if we could tidy stations

Cathays cleaner

Cardiff Queen Street.