• A Rhyme About Friendship

    Aristotle’s musings On what constitutes a friend Is quite a challenging subject He started discussions without end . Do we have friends for ourselves Or do we love them for who they are? It has to be a mutual love Or else we would keep them in a jar . Some friendships last for lifetimes

  • Predictable (II)

    Just when you start to think “It’s safe to go back in the water” You realise you’re out of your depth . CLP 29/12/2019

  • Predictable

    On a day when you need Your team to win They play as badly as you feel And then they go on to lose As if to rub it in . CLP 29/12/2019

  • Breadcrumbs

    My possessions are strewn Along my recent path From the council dump To container lock-up Loaned, gifted Donated, stored The more miles travelled The less I need With each piece laid down More peace I feel There’s no going back Along that old route Now all I own Is the day ahead . n.b. With

  • Come On…Come On…

    We’d watched and learned Our noses pink from unseasonal warmth Through April and May How the farmer Pulled stubborn lambs from the ewe Revived the still-born with vigorous shakes Rubbing orphans with the bloody mess birth makes Sneaking them close, out of mother’s view So she would stand and suckle two Even though she had

  • Sickle Moon

    It glinted against the cool blue of Sun’s last light A slender curve, quite razor sharp The fine inside edge glinted in the night That rose from the mist of black fenland soil It had all the beauty of the assassin’s blade Come to slit the throat and let in chill air To let all

  • Russian Doll

    It takes time To find out What is Hidden Inside But Do not Be surprised If what is revealed Is not quite as imagined . n.b. I believe that the above could be described as an aphorism, i.e, a concise piece of writing that communicates a general truth, or belief. Aphorisms are poetic, i.e. not

  • De donkere dagen voor Kerstmis

    You never know If someone you love Has nowhere to go Christmas doesn’t have to be miserable. https://www.crisis.org.uk n.b. The title of this post means “The dark days before Christmas”, a poetic description of Advent from Holland. . Love to all. . CLP 25/12/2019

  • Nothing Matters (XVI)

    Hours granted to me Become a chance to take stock Doing nothing counts . CLP 23/12/2019

  • Ring Ring

    She gave hers back I kept mine on I spent some time Wondering what went wrong Why she didn’t want it on her hand Why she and I were through It took me months to understand Until the day I removed mine too . CLP 24/12/2019