• on Ukraine

    Which is the wayOut of this war?The politicians now askAt last admittingThe killing must stop~ CLP 13/01/2025

  • on the turn

    After the freezeDarkness comes laterThere’s softness to airBirdsong less harshA hazel with budsSome crocus leavesSnowdrops swing lightlyBesides daffodil shootsA string of molehillsFrom freshly turned earth~ CLP 13/01/2025

  • on time

    how our shared hours fleeminutes drag in your absencetomorrow distant~n.b. ‘See you tomorrow!’ said in cheery prospect, becomes a tortuous crawl to sunrise. CLP 05/01/2025

  • on Ukraine

    save a prayer for KyivChristmas lights, heat and feastat Moscow’s say-so~n.b. It is clear that this could stop at the flick of a switch. Who stays the finger on the trigger? CLP 25/12/2024

  • on place

    Chicken or the eggKeep moving, searching; for what?Stop, breathe, look, listenIt is all about~n.b. Street art adjacent to a bus stop, Norwich, East Anglia CLP 18/12/2024

  • on Ukraine

    Before it’s too latePerhaps everyone needs tostop and take a breakThe ladder will endEach additional step upLeads us all nowhere~ CLP 22/11/2024

  • on Ukraine

    Ace pilots against dronesBrave, skilful and resourcefulMachines have no fear~ CLP. 18/11/2024

  • on luck ii

    Please, do not pretendI think this woo-woo stuff worksBut ‘Lucky Socks’ are back~n.b. Yep, trying anything and everything for a win atm.n.n.b. It was a 2-1 win!! 😊 CLP 19/10/2024

  • Stand Up, Step Out

    Sit stillEverything movesThat’s what you seeIt all moves around youYou want to ride the carouselSee the world?So stand upNow step outStand upStep outSit stillYou need to restYou’ve travelled farFrom village to cityCity to seaYou want to see over the hillDiscover moreSo stand upNow step outStand upStep outAnother breakfastIn a foreign caféNo looking backIt’s about what’s

  • on Ukraine

    watching from the shoreI see the oceangather itself indraining the beachscrambling pebblescurling its liphurling itself forwardclawing away another stratumbreaking more groundeach crump of wavedespite its damned furymerely a precursorto the next formingin jostling ranks behindthere is only so much landthere is so much seawhat great resolve is neededto construct safe harboursecure the coastdecide what cannot