Journey of Words

Category: Poetry

  • On Wealth

    Waste is greed’s excess Who might use what we do not? Give without return . n.b. ‘Nequit pereat’ is the motto above the Wells Cathedral clock. It means ‘let nothing perish’. Do we need all we have? Would what we have in excess be put to better use if given to others? . CLP 21/02/2020 →

  • On Me Head, Lass

    Do you mind if I… The attractive young woman began Moving to my side Touching the nape of neck Checking me over Closely Touching my ear Rearranging a little silver-white curl on my crown …if I photograph your hair? I think it’s beautiful . After taking a few photographs From different angles She turned to →

  • Vergangenheitsaufarbeitung

    Yesterday bore us It cannot ever be changed Tomorrow beckons . n.b. How we accept what has happened in our histories and what we plan and do next shapes our futures. What future do you want to work towards? Vergangenheitsaufarbeitung: Dealing with the past. . CLP 20/02/2020 →

  • Harriet

    Steel-dyed, fire proven No one’s fool, but someone’s girl Dangerous men queue . n.b. Steroid pumping gym monkeys are her type. Narcissists who care not for her; one out and about after doing time for killing. She thinks physically strong, well-toned men can’t all be controlling freaks. She hasn’t met one yet who isn’t, but →

  • We Don’t Know – update

    This morning I have linked two articles that merit consideration in the context of my post “We Don’t Know“. Read together with the original post I have to ask people to reconsider why the general media devotes such time and space to terrorism and newly discovered diseases, when women are being killed in the hundreds →

  • Wednesday Night B&B

    I heard him In the room above Wandering On every creaking board Before heavy shift of weight to bed Shuffling down Stretching out A soft repeated snore That broke before some more Lumbering Trickle of urine in the bowl Then more Wandering On every creaking board It was nearly ten to four . CLP 20/02/2020 →

  • Drift

    I stood on the beach watching It moved east, parallel to the shore Bobbling on the sparkle of cat’s paws Behind the forming swell of gentle breakers A tern interrupted her flight to peer closer Hanging just above in squealing hover . What it was I could not tell either But curious, I walked to →

  • We Don’t Know

    What possesses people What goes on inside a marriage What she was thinking How he believed he would get away with it How it might have turned out differently Had we only known . https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2020/feb/20/over-half-of-uk-women-killed-by-men-die-hands-current-ex-partner . https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2020/feb/20/men-killing-women-cuts-refuges-legal-aid . CLP 19/02/2020 →

  • So We Can…

    Look after you and Care for you and treat you like You’re an idiot . n.b. Give those you love the space to live; it won’t stop them loving you. Not easy to do, I know, but essential. CLP 19/02/2020 →

  • Woden’s Day

    From so long ago Our days named by immigrants An island mash-up . n.b. Now, after Brexit, the bigots and racists in England find new voice. People with South-East Asian features are being abused in our streets because the Covid-19 coronavirus has developed in China. Our esteemed Prime Minister has employed an advisor who believes →