Journey of Words

Category: Poetry

  • on colour

    white and yellow hueslead into flowers of bluethen finally red ~ CLP 05/5/2022 →

  • on time

    we knew rain would comeit was a question of whenwould it start, when stop n.b. All our April showers have come at once. It tends to stop raining just after you’ve walked home, obviously! ~ CLP 04/05/2022 →

  • on light

    If I can’t see itdoes this mean that I am blindor you’ve dreamt it up? ~ n.b. We cannot win arguments about beliefs, it is a well-known fact. CLP 03/05/2022 →

  • on fear

    does everything change?is it for better or worseor is life affirmed? ~ n.b. How do we decide, by taking the opportunity, or by taking a risk? CLP 03/05/2022 →

  • on time

    it is all we haveyesterday is not todaywe shape tomorrow ~ n.b. The hands of time are in our hands, the sands of time run through our fingers. CLP 02/05/2022 →

  • on time

    Is there any plan?Does there have to be a plan?River gently flows ~ CLP 02/05/2022 →

  • on time

    Woman in Bath bywoodworms after PicassoWhat next? Guernica? ~ n.b. It is thought possible (by some mathematicians) that given enough monkeys at keyboards, eventually one would type out the complete works of Shakespeare purely by chance. That woodworms have bored out Picasso style artwork, who would ever doubt the mathematicians and their monkeys, but who →

  • Last Chants Saloon

    Here we go, here we go, here we go1Danny’s at the wheel2We’re here, we’re there… 3Is this a library? 4My garden shed is bigger than thisIt’s got a door and a windowMy garden shed it bigger than this 5 We forgot that you were here 6It’s nice to know you’re here… 7You must have come →

  • Collateral Damage

    what would we do if he dropped bombs here ? as we saw it fall we’d know it’s all over for us ! would we make up where we could offer necessary apologies long overdue balance our consciences play music say one final I love you ? ~ n.b. NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Twenty-eight prompt; Concrete →

  • on friendship

    at nights’s darkest pointI woke knowing you were hereit wasn’t a dream ~ n.b. How strange and lovely it is to feel another’s presence despite their absence. I woke, reached out and realised this presence was in my heart. I smiled, returned happily to sleep. CLP 28/04/2022 →