On Hope

see, you have survived

but how was this possible?

your heart was broken

~

CLP 20/07/2021

On Cricket

lost in crazy crowd

found myself wrapt in laughter

caught being happy

~

CLP 16/07/2021

On Water XLIII

logjam in kitchen

turn on taps, dial up volume

washing up as jazz

~

n.b. I cannot believe this is post 53 of On Water and I have just got round to the washing up! Only got one pair of hands…gimme a break.

On Dreams iv

while fully concious

who could experience this

profound happiness

~

CLP 06/05/2021

On Water xxiii

absence of presence

bottle; long-term substitute

happiness of toes

~

CLP 01/05/2021

On Happiness

Do not pursue me

I will find you soon enough

Simply live your life

~

CLP 11/04/2021

On Song

Blackbirds serenade

Night owl returns to duvet

Curtains mask the dawn

~

CLP 07/03/2021

On Understanding

What relief there is

to know our confusion’s past.

For that I’m grateful.

~

n.b. In a complex world, establishing a little bit of peace, love and understanding is always a good thing, however long it takes to get there.

~

CLP 21/02/2021

On Playing xxi

Is that how it was?

Truly unbelievable.

Oh! How we laughed

~

n.b. Sometimes you just cannot make it up. The happiest coincidences, the spontaneous choices, the good fortune, the generosity of the people you bump into on the way, the adventures. Some call it fate, but that’s life!

CLP 30/01/2021

On Playing x

Can you still call up that glee

in the pit of your guts

when wind picked up leaves and dust

devils spun the whole playground

into a delirious flock of crows

performing flips and twists

free-falling then swooping

up to hang on the vacuum formed

in the lee of a Scots Pine clump?

.

Arms out, fingers splayed like primaries

we whirled across the tarmac playing

kiss chase, ran ragged from wall to wall

making clattered flat-footed stops

and rushed to touch HOME! bricks

lungs aching from screams and squeals

of delight at being chased and disgust

at being caught and held and bumped

heads as a dry peck on chin, cheeks

or an eyelid or brow (only accidently lips)

except that wild day you let me

and it was so revolting and I ran away

and all the girls and boys joined in

the chase and held me while you kissed me

back and shouted out

with all your gut of glee

to the wind-whipped cheers of all

including the dinner ladies too

I HATE YOU, CHRISTOPHER PERRY!

~

n.b. Picture above shows that hateful Perry boy, now embodied in a larger frame, but with same lockdown (3) hair.

CLP 23/01/2021