Journey of Words

Journey of Words…latest posts

  • winding

    whipping, whistling, slipping through the bedroom windowtugging the curtainatonal melodysinging over the clumsy beat of a one pound clockunlatching the doorclicking it closedsucking it openpushing it shutshushing the birch leaves off scratchy branchescrashing something down the streetsomething not fragilesomething not meant to be quite so temporarysomething broken ~ CLP 01/12/2021 Read more

  • on time

    we would jump on boardbe in Paris in three hoursjust catch memories ~ n.b. Time was when the passing Eurostar was a symbol of freedom, opportunity and hope. Now it is simply a relic of days when Europe was a place we shared with our Continental cousins, a symbol of loss. CLP 30/1/2021 Read more

  • on light

    all this light aboutto be blocked off, deflectedits time to rise up ~ n.b. This medieval city is inexorably being squashed by property developers and a city council happy to see the skyline of church towers and steeples disappear behind a curtain wall of concrete, steel and glass. CLP 29/11/2021 Read more

  • on time

    polite conventionsour coping mechanismsmerely scaffolding ~ n.b. What has form, seems solid, does the job for now, is nothing without foundations. Nuts and bolts rust, we need cement to build tomorrows. CLP 28/11/2021 Read more

  • on waking

    another morningnot enough hours to enjoyall I’ve been blessed with ~ n.b. Starting with a heartbeat. In fond memory of Moira. CLP 27/11/2021 Read more

  • on possessions

    we can own nothingall become”personal effects”our time is borrowed ~ CLP 26/11/2021 Read more