on distance

Your correspondence
Shapes a response within me
It's as if you're here


CLP 03/06/2023

on time

it's crept up on us
separation stretches to
another Moonrise


n.b. That’s enough now.

CLP 03/06/2023

on distance

a street name conjures 
images of smiles, blue eyes
warmth of your presence


CLP 01/06/2023

on distance

we both see the Moon
watch the Evening Star descend
wish on shooting stars

n.b. Kilometres dissolve.

CLP 31/05/2023

on time

'On me holidays!
He replied, 'On holiday
from what exactly?'


n.b. Good question.

CLP 29/05/2023

on time

Remember walking?
Sun breaking through fresh-formed leaves
Ancient paths through oaks


CLP 28/05/2023

Full Cycle

Take me in your arms
Under the full moon
In the cool air
Of early May
Owls celebrate
Their rites of spring
In the woodland
Along the ridge
Bluebells unfold
Before the foliage above
Steals all the light
Shades in silver shadows
The church bell
Chimes the quarter past
It's early yet
Still time for bed
Hold me in your arms
We'll watch the full moon set
From our warm sheets
In early May


n.b. It keeps coming round, lighting our steps, marking our progress.

CLP 05/05/2023

Nominative Determinism

I knew a man called Black
Unlike his delightful sense of humour

I knew a man called White
With dreadful yellow teeth

I knew a man called Young
who lived to ninety-four

I knew a man called Bull
who never would eat beef

I knew a man called Rich
Who died from being poor

I knew a woman surnamed Sleep
who would not come to bed

I knew a woman called Faith
who did not believe in God

I knew a woman surnamed Money
who was kicked out from the bank

I met a carpenter called Carpenter
to be honest, quite a plank.


*Tracy, would have been a rose, by any other name.

n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023. Day 26 prompt: what is in a name.

CLP 26/04/2023

By the Seaside

Wincing dull dawn
If grey's your thing
Does the sky reflect
the sea or sea
the sky?
This performance
Doesn't make it clear

The North-Easterly
Plays its part well
Gets in the head
With a sinuous chill
Reminiscent of
Atonal violins
That bring tears

A bit-part freighter
bound for Hartlepool
Sustains a rhythmic arcing
Of symmetric bow-waves
Silently pleasing
Musical sensibilities
As it ploughs the line
Where that grey
Meets this grey

Today the briny's
Salt-sharp scent
Fills the lungs
An air that lifts
The audience
Of herring gulls
The string section
Of promenade lights

Empty seats
Are all I see
From this end
Of the pier
What attractions
Did I envisage
Exciting enough
To drag you here?

It's what passes
For entertainment
At this time of year
Out on this pile
Of rusting iron
Planks of decking
Spitting up spume
On our shoes
From breakers below

Not everyone's flask
Of lip-scalding tea
But with a constant changing cast
And subtle improvisations
Oh! I do like to be beside
You here
I think it's worth the fare
We'll have to pretend
The mocking chorus
Of immature gulls
Don't disagree


n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023. Day 24 prompt: poetic review of the rarely reviewed.

Picture shows two people swimming in The North Sea a substantial period before the laughingly labelled, British Summer Time kicked in.

CLP 24/04/2023

Upper Tier, Front Row


Kev looks across
Calls me over
There's a seat
Beside him
In the front row
A great view


A player
Jogs closer
Pauses preparation
Looks up seeking
Familial faces
Points a finger
To the right
Blows a kiss
To someone


Squeezed in tight
Beside her mum,
She sees the man
In the blue shirt
Then bursts out
My Daddy!"


Her daughter
New baby boy
On her knee
She's touched
By the joy
Of her little girl
With arms full
she can only nod
And smile
Hopes he won't
Get hurt
Not lose
Come home


Hunched over
On walking stick
So old that
The process of
His gradual
Even during
The match
He's here
At the prospect
To be here
Having been
By paramedics
Who worked on him
For three hours
Just two weeks ago
That he missed
Two matches
That they were
Pretty dull
By all accounts


n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023. Day 23 prompt: Numerous numbered stanzas from various people’s perspectives at the same setting.

CLP 23/04/2023