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on time
I realise that I have passedFrom talking of people I knowTo recalling those I knewI draw from a well of storiesDrawing up memories of memoriesFrom a war-time Hampshire farmOf the Canadians in SussexOf majestic sea linersFrom the Black CountryA cricketer who faced TysonFunnelling through generationsA woman who watched Blériot landMy mother’s tales, a song sungAdding… Read more
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on Ukraine
distance no objectinnocent civiliansunder the flight paththe war still drones onbeneath a newsprint mountainabout democracyforeign volunteerstravel to fight the bullylost in confusionRussian troops fallingeach different, each the sameas leaves in autumn~ CLP 10/011/2024 Read more
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on Ukraine
Moscow’s criminalsReleased if they fight like dogsOn Ukraine’s bloody soilNorth Korean menEmerge but die in numbersBrief lives beyond the wireLike gladiatorsEntertainment for CaesarNew Russian rouletteWar is a cruel gamePlayed out by politiciansWith the lives of others~ CLP 06/11/2024 Read more
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on clichés
she walked into the roomand my heart nearly burstso happy to see her smileso happyfunny how that happensevery timeevery goddam time~ CLP 01/11/2023 Read more
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on the driveway
neatly aligned carstwo garages full of junklives of consumption~ n.b. Time is limited for us all, a sudden excision from the daily whirl always a possibility, so what is it with garages full of the stale fruits harvested from sixty years, or so, of shopping? I put my hands up for an excess of books… Read more
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on cocaine
on Northern Trains’ trainservice from Leeds to Blackpoolit was everywherethe stag party ladsCity fans going westwardBlackburn blokes’ day outclothed in fancy dressFreddy Flintstone is off his rocksCinderella’s stonedbutch ballerinatights, arms like a lock forwardgruff giggles, twitchythey’re sniffing it upin the disabled toiletoff the seat-back trayhere, there everywherethrough the Pennines, down the trackat each stop more… Read more
I write as I wonder as I wander.
Journey of Words 