Journey of Words

I write as I wonder as I wander.

Christopher L Perry

Journey of Words…latest posts

  • On Thermals

    Roundels on fanned wings Clockwise spiral up on high In sight; out of reach . n.b. A buzzard new to this part of the country, with distinctive creamy roundels, eventually disappeared from view high above, ascending on a rising pocket of hot air, (that brought some gulls drifting in from the coast). The buzzard soared… Read more

  • Spider

    What benefit comes From being so red and small? Attention seekers? . CLP 16/05/2019 Read more

  • Roll Call

    First job of the day Feed and water the chickens Then collect the dead . CLP 14/05/2019 Read more

  • On Two Wheels

    We are not hamsters Our wheels now turn together There are hills ahead . CLP 13/05/2019 Read more

  • On Rowing

    I rest on my oars And realise that I begun Before you’d got in . CLP 12/05/2019 Read more

  • On the Square

    Sacred patch of turf Ends twenty two yards apart Covered as rain due . CLP 02/05/2019 Read more