Journey of Words

Category: Poetry

  • Day 22

    No one, but no one, is on the road this morning. I cycle up the long rise away from the coast accompanied by larks above the meadows and bees in the hedgerows. A running hare skids to a halt in a shower of grit and dust as I come round a bend into its path. →

  • Dandelion Clock

    Each delicate breath A hostage of mis-fortune Answer hangs on breeze . CLP 08/04/2020 →

  • Held Fast

    Damp wind sways small bell Fog shrouds topmasts Hull bumps quayside wall Pulling with the running tide Aboard, bored of leave Provisioned, crew fat from land   Keen to cast off Trappings of terra firma Yet held in a sea fret Furled sails stay tied Hawser knotted to the ring  One more precious night Bound to →

  • Day 21

    Four things I noticed today: 1. When walking through a cloud of midges the air is so quiet, so still, that I can hear the high pitch of their tiny whining wings. A large bee goes by with its deep familiar buzz emphasising the difference in size and tempo of wing beats between the insects. →

  • Novel

    Don’t call it “Normal” That just isn’t true These times are strange Loneliness Hangs heavy as April’s Moon Fat, heavy, moving slow Will we meet again Before Winter’s snows? . CLP 07/04/2020 →

  • Nadia

    From Malaya to New York Not even the urban jungle But a zoological city park Surely cruel enough For a big cat Without catching a virus Originating from a bat? . n.b. GloPoWriMo / NaPoWriMo day 7 prompt: use a news headline. My example comes from El Pais of Spain; “Un tigre da positivo por →

  • Day 20

    My route this evening leads me along Market Lane above the church. The oilseed rape is coming into flower; another strong yellow to add to the palette. Apparently no one locally seems to know at which end of this lane any market was ever held. It leads past the abandoned village pond to a junction →

  • Time Travellers

    Since Columbus sailed, has anyone heard? What did he find?  Eden, Hades, or a New World? He left all he knew behind, but what was it he took? Coughs, sneezes, The Holy Cross, The Good Shepherd’s crook Any people he meets will be innocent of these: The Spanish Inquisition and Europe’s most common disease “Hell is →

  • April Shower

    Drops plip, spilp, patter Sparrows enlivened chitter Sweet taste of normal . CLP 06/042020 →

  • Day 19

    After a night lit by the not yet full moon, a day of bright sunlight and a strong wind. This blow is hot and drying. It is relentless, like a wind that drives the locals crazy after weeks of it in Crete, or parts of southern Spain. It is not a wind to sit in. →