Journey of Words

Journey of Words…latest posts

  • Pied Pauper

    Let’s go My little companions I cannot sleep Follow me To the bakery Doorway Where we’ll be warm Tonight You can eat Crumbs Tomorrow I will wake To the smell Of bread . n.b. I may be between homes, but I have choices. As we move to winter there are far too many people of Read more

  • Big Bird

    Hey! Huge heron With your alarming croak It sounds to me like You’ve got a frog In your throat . n.b. I was surprised by one of these large creatures taking off from the adjacent field as I stepped into the garden this morning. . CLP 27/11/2019 Read more

  • Lyon (VI)

    Sunday’s streets mostly silent I hear the leathery leaf of a plane tree fall Now Saturday’s night is done This is how life used to be A day of rest, officially When even clocks seem to pause But Metro lines, buses and trams Still running efficiently Over the viaduct a TGV rolls A slow start Read more

  • Lyon (V)

    Out to the east Where there is space Derelict factories rust A stadium has been built Tram lines laid Office blocks stand Apartments planned Colour blind posters Promote hygienic living At the concrete shopping arcade Teenagers Gather out of the pissing rain Under the awning Listening to music In the company of old drunks The Read more

  • Cards or Dice (Lyon IV)

    Cut, shuffle Rattle, roll Which is better? I don’t know. When asking for a sign Throw the jacks . n.b. Fate does not lay out our fortune, but the interpreter of fortunes does. We hear what we want to hear, believe what we choose and act out our lives accordingly. King James VI of Scotland, Read more

  • Lyon (III)

    The bottle cap must be removed So you cannot throw the plastic bottle Of water I pour my drink At the feet of the security staff Toss the bottle in a bin Meanwhile, standing under trees On the walkway to the ground Young men imbibe Cases of cheap beer before the game Inside they spew Read more