Journey of Words

Tag: Fear

  • On the Street iii

    Pedestrian steps Off pavement into traffic Safe from passing breath ~ CLP 03/10/2020 →

  • On Pleasure vi

    Glint of needle glimpsed within Life’s giant haystack ignites straw-thin hope ~ CLP 05/09/2020 →

  • On Pain xii*

    Is my name Thomas? I had to be there, feel it The absence of Love ~ n.b. *Alternative title, ‘On Stupidity’. CLP 04/09/2020 →

  • On the Road VIII

    No longer a home Just a street name and number No trace of our tears ~ CLP 01/08/2020 →

  • In the (U)SA (ix)

    Right to carry arms? Pandora’s box gapes open Do you feel lucky? . CLP 03/06/2020 →

  • In the (U)SA (ii)

    Castle in the sky Built on muscle, sweat and blood Foundations of sand . CLP 01/06/2020 →

  • Day 23

    The reed marsh by the mill flooded with the night’s full moon. The earth bank traps the tide as a pool. At the point of turning back toward the sea the water is still. Without a breath of wind on its surface it becomes a mirror to the cobalt blue above, inverts reeds, the grassy →

  • On Time

    Stay awake. Awake! Fearful sleep steals precious hours Tomorrow’s dawn looms . CLP 24/03/2020 →

  • Sub-Machine Guns, South Street, Chichester

    In the season of goodwill to all it is a little disconcerting to see two police officers, each with a sub-machine gun at the ready, patrolling side-by-side on South Street, Chichester. . I was told yesterday that Sussex Police are increasing its number of armed officers. This is apparently due to the area having a →