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on the road
There is a spy in the cabA dashboard cameraThe vehicleUses GPSUp thereBehind the blueBetween Earth and MoonSatellites track usMonitor each start and stopBut I still have eyesThat can see the skyMarsh harrier sweeping the fieldsFoxes redder for evening sunDeer stepping through the hedgerowPast rambling rosesBarley, wheat and rows of spudsAnd I still have earsGold finches,… Read more
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on light
There is a white hazeShadowing the northern horizonIt will barely leave us tonightWhile the sullen MoonHas sloped off earlySkulking in the knowledgeThat it is the SunWho we will gather to fete ~ n.b. How have we got this close to the Summer Solstice without any recognisable summer? These past three days are welcome, but small… Read more
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on light
tunnel’s end in sightfourteen years of unremitting gloombegins to liftwhile cowards flinchand traitorswho read the Daily Mail and Expressdo sneerrenewed hope is residing here. ~ n.b. Phrases like, ‘International laughing stock’, ‘a national act of self-harm’ and ‘in it together’ are about to be seen in a broader historical context. Meanwhile, the UK economy, hanging… Read more
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on memory
lone sentry at easeevery church goer must passson of the village ~ n.b. At Itteringham, Norfolk, lies 30035 Serjeant LWW Gotts, Royal Garrison Artillery, 26th July 1916. Not for him a place tucked away amongst the accumulated masses of the parish, but a place where he cannot be over-looked, nor forgotten. Age 25 at the… Read more
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on Ukraine
as if Gaza wasn’t bad enoughand the perpetual terrorismof Moscow’s henchmenthe eyes of Europe and the USAare now distractedby tennis, cricket, football, ice hockey, the Stanley Cup, baseball and Olympicsgames to replace conflictwith civilising pastimesnow acting as smokescreens~n.b. In previous wartimes, games were suspended, but now having loaned Ukraine $50 billion, plus interest, the ‘free’… Read more
I write as I wonder as I wander.
Journey of Words 