Journey of Words

Tag: Life

  • At the Margin

    At the margin of day and night Of land and sea and sky Where fit I? . CLP 10/07/2020 →

  • On The Beach

    I sat on the stones In warm air Spray on my face Sea air in my lungs Warmth of Sun on my back I sat on the stones Nothing more than this . CLP 10/07/2020 →

  • Hospitality

    Mid-July, with public houses now reopened We chose to ignore the government behest That we risk our health and that of those we love In the company of strangers for the sake of the economy And instead took our bottles and cigarettes Bought from the corner shop for economy’s sake To the kitchen table Where →

  • Fractionally Better Off

    I am not nothing I am one eighth that became a seventh I am one sixth and one quarter of two thirds I am one half that begat a quarter, then grew to an eighth I am one seventeen-thousand-eight-hundred-and-fourth1 I am one sixty-six-million-eight-hundred-and-ninety-thousandth2 I am one five-hundred-and-eight-millionth3 I am one seven-point-eight-billionth4 I am one with →

  • On Endings (xiv)

    Call local priest in To bless with extreme unction Last chance to sign up . CLP 24/06/2020 →

  • On Endings (xiii)

    Sequence of bad moves Leaves opponent in corner Resign or Check-mate? . CLP 24/06/2020 →

  • Last Scene

    . Carried aloft over snow-streaked Jura Winter’s shadows shortening Happiness back-packed overhead Lockers filled with duty free gifts To the future Oblivious to the virus carried In the words we shared That had dared me a dream Of peace and calm Life normal . CLP 04/07/2020 →

  • On Endings (xii)

    Is all really lost? Decision made to stop search Missing. Inaction. . CLP 22/06/2020 →

  • On Endings (xi)

    What the fuck happened? Seismic shift in perception Chasm revealed . CLP 23/06/2020 →

  • On the Stage

    Curtain separates Players from keen audience Fire exits are lit ~ No dress rehearsal We act out our own futures Influence endings ~ Endless monologue Echoes through empty hallways Off un-pictured walls ~ Dialogue of birds Settles in heat of high noon Marks out the day ~ Epilogue pays out Finite line too quickly unspools →