Journey of Words

Category: Poetry

  • Petals

    Bee sat still At last the constant buzz That persistantly followed Bee everywhere Ceased Bee sat still Breeze lifted heads Brought the flowers To Bee . n.b. Today is International Bee Day…Beeautiful! CLP. 20th May 2020 →

  • Pour une personne? (xiii)

    Une personne ou deux? Why d’you ask? The answer is Immaterial . CLP 11/05/2020 →

  • By the Lamp Light

    Another night, another bug, but what is it? A fascinating creature. It is suggested that it is part of the wasp family by the iNaturalist app people, possibly a parasitoid wasp that lives off its hosts, the larvae and pupae of butterflies, moths and their cousins. This insect sat on the lip of the lampshade →

  • Pour une personne? (xii)

    Touch, smell, taste alive Capture this moment in time Une personne ou deux? . CLP 10/05/2020 →

  • Daylight

    Dawn chorus glitters Gloom shifts; brightens, lightens, lifts Sun glints off the key . n.b. Sometimes one word, in a haystack of conversation, is the missing needle that is sought. . CLP 19/05/2020 →

  • Timbre!

    Complexity conveyed With carefully chosen words Sincerity heard In soft tone of voice Speaking volumes Nothing else matters . CLP 18/05/2020 →

  • May Bug (Cockchafer)

    I wrote about these slow flying, heavy beetles a few days ago. This evening, I was putting clean sheets on the bed when the deep buzzing of a May Bug caught my attention. I quickly cupped it into a jar, as shown, before taking it out to the back garden for release by the goat’s →

  • Red Deer at Dusk

    Of course, as luck would have it, the day I decide to rest from writing about the local wildlife and environment, when I am out on an evening cycle ride in rapidly-failing light, I spot a herd of red deer. They are happily rooting around in a harrowed field. They have dared to amble right →

  • Not Rocket Science

    It is in South’s stars Where light writes Love’s poetry Her spirit’s free . CLP 17/05/2020 →

  • Day 59

    At the Salthouse church of St Nicholas a nest of blue tits has been established, despite the extensive repair work to the external flint and lime mortar. The parent birds have found food in a nearby garden and are shuttling to and fro to top up their hatchlings. As one bird leaves and crosses the →