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on the street
money travels by carthrough BirminghamEngland’s bankrupt heartthe moneyheads out of citytowards Villa Park, M6Spaghetti Junctionfrom Ladywoodthrough Handsworthout of cityvia pot-holed dual carriagewaysshe knowsthe money travels by carin each one loose coins to handfor parkingor maybe tollthere’s money in carsthey have to stop at lightstwo lanes heading northseparated by a broken white lineshe holds a polystyrene… Read more
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on water
the café courtyard fillswith a bubbling babbleyoung women’s voiceslap against flint wallsripple against leaded windowsa counter-tone runs deeperfilling dark pools sentences break against each othereddies and little whirlpoolsof sonorous speechesspiral in the flowa spray of laughtersplashes from a corner couplea sparrow hops beneath the tablesadding its own tuppence-worthto the stream’s swirl~ n.b. Café courtyards are… Read more
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on the balcony
what’s that small bird there?solitary, brown plumagecuriousity~ n.b. It’s hot here. Loose crocodiles of tourists struggle to concentrate on the words of their guides. The groups concertina when stopping at the next point of interest, (a plaque noting a witch burning, a sculpture, church, building of historic note), the lagging tail, ignorant of the prompt… Read more
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on fishing
the hookbaited, weightedfloatin whatever colour you likewhipped from over the shoulderup and outtoward the envisaged pointwatch the line arcfollow the casthear the lineunspoolingthe splashwatch the buoyant bobbingand watchout and backback out againout and backback out againuntil the timesomething knotstanglessnapsleaves youreelingin nothing~ CLP 19/07/2024 Read more
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on the road (again)
all packed up to goenough space for memorieshead on up the road ~ CLP 19/07/2024 Read more
I write as I wonder as I wander.
Journey of Words 