I write as I wonder as I wander.

Christopher L Perry

Journey of Words…latest posts

  • On the Ground

    Grass caught in frost light Sharp shadows cut rigid blades Draped in silvered webs . CLP  08/09/2019   Read more

  • On the Road (Still)

    Westerlies wash in Days sluiced, blown dry, heated, cooled Weather becomes us . CLP 07/09/2019 Read more

  • On August XXI

    Now gone with all else Held in cloudy memories Bottled and pickled . n.b. The serious work has begun to collect the fruit, vegetables and crops from the summer. What must be gathered from the orchard floor and stored for winter; what can be collected from the vine and pressed; what can be cut from… Read more

  • On August XX

    Horizon closes Autumn extends cool fingers Summer breathes her last . CLP 31/08/2019 Read more

  • On August XIX

    Celestial blue Limpid air filled by bird song Urgent work called for . n.b. On these sunny days there is much to do in preparation for winter months. Those who need to move on before winter gather their strength for travel; those who are to remain scavenge, store, repair while the weather and light is… Read more

  • On August XVIII

    Atlantic weather Front follows front follows front Tears for Summer’s end . CLP 28/08/2019 Read more