Journey of Words

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  • Day 53

    Great Eye, a lump of clay and sand, is dissolving a little more with each storm tide. It used to be further inland, less exposed to the direct action of sea. For a while it was the site of a folly building, which then became a coast guard rocket house, before the foundations and brickwork Read more

  • Vulnerable

    We are all open To those preying on weakness Time to help yourself . Vulnerable (Alternative Take) . We are all open To those preying on weakness Come in, help yourself . CLP 09/05/2020 Read more

  • Day 52

    I turn off the road and follow a track through the woodland. Today the cool is most welcome as the sun is strong. It is a rare day of constant warmth and I have spent too long in the open. The canopy of sycamore, oak and ash whilst thin, is nearly complete. Bluebells are not Read more

  • Day 51

    I stand on the old bridge at Wiverton, looking down from the stone parapet. A clutch of water iris leaves, not yet with flowers, are sprouting by the left hand bank just beyond a collection old bull-rushes that stand tall and pale.  The river is not much more than a stream here. It emerges meekly Read more

  • Womanoeuvre

    A quiet word here Another there in his ear She realigns him . CLP 08/05/2020 Read more

  • Flower Moon Rising

    Swollen as my heart Bursting through my aching chest She rises in joy . CLP 07/05/2020 Read more