Journey of Words

Journey of Words…latest posts

  • On time

    It’s been many yearsSticker stuck to this lamppostWe’re coming back soon ~ n.b. Someone, in January 2019, slapped the Pompey sticker here on Mariners Lane, Norwich. Not long now before we meet again. Can’t wait. CLP 20/05/2024 Read more

  • In The Saddle

    A moment’s opportunity takenTo get out of the cityAlong the abandoned railwayNorth towards the coastStunted, twisted oaksLining the trailThrow dark shapesThat would confuse a leopardDaggers of sunlightStab blindly through the canopyNo hills to speak offJust a series of steady climbsSoftened by the swirling seaOf feathered barleyA startled pheasantShoots up from the vergeA disturbed hobbyTwists then Read more

  • on work

    Lucky, or what? Who knows?But reach out, feel your way andJust keep turning up ~ n.b. Brain fog today, (tired), but I saw this vine tendril at work, doing what comes naturally. So less poetry today, more like a mantra. CLP 18/05/2024 Read more

  • Clearing

    Weather reportOf fog and mistLifting, revealingBetter days ahead ~ n.b. Chin up. Maintain sunny disposition. CLP 17/05/2024 Read more

  • On Yer Bike, Son

    While I sleep you pushYour pedals up and downRound and roundJoining memory’s dotsStory lines, itinerary stopsBooth without an agendaWouldn’t miss the chanceTo hit a bar on his wandersWhile Wake takes an aesthete’s routeAlert to bears, earthquakes, carsLorries, buses, ferries, trainsPainfully aware, at fiftyHe’s living again ~ n.b. Follow Matt Wake’s epic pedal-pushing ride through Japan’s Read more

  • On Ukraine

    I thought if you played acoustic guitarthat meant you were a protest singerMorrissey sangHow wrong could one be?Did Blinken learn to playDylan, Lennon or Pete SeegerSongs at university? ~ n.b. The most bizarre dead cat story. At a critical point in the Ukraine War, correspondents devote time to the US Secretary of State strumming an Read more