I write as I wonder as I wander.

Christopher L Perry

Journey of Words…latest posts

  • on Ukraine

    Punch, counter-punchStab, thrust, bombAll the mothers knowLottery of life and deathHolds them at knife-pointIs this the final dice rollOr just another false dawnA fake news dayEdging then along until they hearThe boy’s key in the lockOr the postie’s fateful knock~ n.b. And so it goes on, more vicious by the day, more so by night.… Read more

  • the city

    From the steps of City HallOne can seeOur Glorious DeadThe market placeThe banksThe castleThat’s how it rollsIn a kingdom~ CLP 30/05/2025 Read more

  • on cricket

    did you do your bestbetween the umpire’s call “Play”and his last of “Time”?~n.b. A game in which individuals contribute their best efforts to the team, as time permits; very much as in life itself. CLP 28/05/2025 Read more

  • on May

    it is a long monthwe have enjoyed warmer daysbut now pray for rainto Europe’s east warWe need human resourcesnot just munitionsnowhere is safe nowKyiv is attacked day and nightonly the dead restin the Holy Landa new testament writtenin blood of childrenthe wringing of handsringing of cash registersversus body-countnow The Genocideassumes a new currencycafé talk topictelevision… Read more

  • on Ukraine

    What day is it?Does it matter?It’s raining bombsWhen the children are playingWhen the churches are openIs anyone still watching?Talk is cheapLives are cheapWhen money stalksThe Land of The FreeKyiv can’t buy a break~ CLP 25/05/2025 Read more

  • on rain

    that pitter patteron the window sill sounds sweetantiphon for dawn~ CLP 24/05/2025 Read more