I write as I wonder as I wander.

Christopher L Perry

Journey of Words…latest posts

  • A Short Story

    How do you iron out your past?Re-tell the story until it bores youWhen you finally realiseEveryone else was boredYears agoDo you write it outChoosing the best bitsOmitting the worst?Or vice versa? How do you move on?~Here is a version of The Story of Woody and Johnny, (Johnny’s narrative).Thank you for reading. Read more

  • on the air

    deep into the nightthe descent of fogbrightens the darknessdistributing street lightingthrough millions of airborne dropletssoftening the glaredamping down this late hour’s strange soundsthat carry across the broadover the still woodlandwhat is that distant commotiondisturbing dreams?geese? shouts and cries?distraught dogs?this kingdom is unsettledis this the ghost of Kett’s army? of Lollards fired upto protest sgainat the… Read more

  • on time

    put yourself outsidebrave the weather, breathe in springtoday soon passes~ CLP 24/03/2025 Read more

  • on The Broads

    there’s a point herewhere the slow sashay of the Yarconfusesa black-headed gull facing coastwardlooks a tad bewildered as it drifts up-streamon the rising tidereeds bent by winter’s long breathrattle dry stems and sighas the bird rotates in slow motionon an eddy formed by the mixof flow and ebba pair of marsh harriersfloat along the dykesmaking… Read more

  • on Spring

    sun rises paths crossshadows shorten by the daycity traffic queues~n.b. Behind the avenue of trees, hundreds boxed in, grind on, doing the commuter crawl. CLP 18/03/2025 Read more

  • on Spring

    Easterly persistsGusts dislodge fragile blossomEarly bee makes do~n.b. Cool would be an exaggeration of the air temperature here, but Spring seems to be winning. CLP 17/03/2025 Read more