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On the Roof
Rain drops, rain drops, rain Curtains drawn, time to read Your bedtime story . CLP 10/10/2019 →
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On Landing
Wind tears at metal wings Rain lashes the fuselage How soft the touch down . n.b. The descent was a dreadful experience; stomach churning, (the plane slewing along its flight path, dropping and jumping) . As the ground got nearer and the relative speed of the aircraft became sickeningly obvious, I tried to relax into →
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On the Sofa
Under a duvet Much later than usual Grateful for the bed . CLP 05/10/2019 →
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Past Perfect Future
I don’t want to talk About yesterdays because I want tomorrows . n.b. Having good memories is nice, but making more of them is nicer. Look sharp! Eyes to the fore. CLP 02/10/2019 →
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On Drinking
Did you know that there’s…. A problem with social drunks? New bar, same story . n.b. Sadly, you may have recognised this phenomenon yourself; sorry if I am boring you. Drunks often seem to be caught in a place from their past and think drinking helps blot it out, but all it does is block →
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Local Derby (II)
When we’d left they sang “Four nil in your own backyard” ‘tis just a game – fools! . n.b. It was just a knock-out round of a secondary cup competition. We had enjoyed getting that far, but now to the serious business of Saturday’s league match. Grrrrrr. . CLP 25/09/2019 →
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Local Derby
“It’s only a game” Say those who know sweet F.A. They just don’t get it n.b. We lost 0-4 but it was a good night out. Great atmosphere. Better than watching it on telly. . CLP 24/09/2019 →
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On Memory
Cluttered to rafters Where to keep all the new stuff? Something has to give . n.b. How does one keep track of a lifetime’s experience? What is retained, what forgot? What is important; what not? Memories of long ago can resurface at the slightest prompt. These can be matters one had not held consciously for →
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On Second Thoughts
Too often tempted To speak without thinking Two breaths save me . n.b. A lid to a pottery cremation urn found near North Elmham, “Spong Man” sits reflecting on a life long since lived. This piece of funerary art is dated from the early Saxon era, (3rd / 5th Century CE). The image I have →
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Two Doves
Pure white at first light Flicker in the grey, rise up From emptied pasture . n.b. Where two Devon Red cows had been seen each morning, (until this Wednesday), usually scratching at the wire protecting the young tree, a pair of doves were sitting. I saw them alight their perch and fly up into the →
Journey of Words 