Poetry

Tuesday, 26 August 2025

Owen Parfitt of Shepton Mallet

 Owen where you going to?

Owen, Owen where you going?

Owen, Owen where you know it's snowing too

Oh and the wind is blowing strong


Owen where you going to?

For it's here you do belong

Oh Owen where you going to?

You've been gone so long


I wish that I was knowing too

Where it is you've gone

I haven't seen you in many moons

And the blue one's coming on


I need you in my life Owen

I need you to be strong

So Owen where you going to?

Oh Owen now where you gone?


Owen where you going to

And Owen where you gone?

You had a great adventure didn't you

When you were so young


Many battles you fought in

And many women's hearts you won

Now Owen where you going to

Oh Owen where you gone?


Your body it is broken too

I can't believe it's gone

The loving and the fighting

In the corners have undone

All that mother gave you

That nature that stood strong

Oh Owen where you going to?

Owen where you gone?


Listen to the heart beat of the Sheepey call

Listen to the fast feet run along the prison wall

The padding of the white sheep

Across the green grass fall

Owen why'd you fall asleep

Before you could count 'em all?


Sometimes in my dreams of you

You return back home

But in them you're a younger man

Without a broken bone

If I could mend your broken heart

I'd fix it in a blink

Bring back the twinkle in your eye

That shone when you'd wink

But I am no magician still

I'm just a woman in a window sill

Asking Owen where you going

Owen what was your will?

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