• on the Moon

    Around the converted warehousesDown on the river by the old millSummer clocked inOn Saturday nightLiberated from the chillOf the north-easterlyThe people got out to the bars and clubsCelebrated livingA drunk lad cried“It’s the Strawberry Moon!”Floating up over Dragon HallObserving how the phone cameraAlways makes it look smallHe encouraged his friendTo stop a momentTo feed his

  • on reflection

    Within towersConstructed fromconcrete, steel and glassEyes focused on screensTracking digitalised dataEars plugged into headsetsAircon’s constant humWater coolers, coffee, carpetsElevators, escalatorsArtificial lightingMoney in the bank OutsideBlue skySun as high as it getsGentle breezeAlong the ThamesAir to breatheGoldfinches sing You choose. ~ CLP 21/06/2024

  • on the road

    There is a spy in the cabA dashboard cameraThe vehicleUses GPSUp thereBehind the blueBetween Earth and MoonSatellites track usMonitor each start and stopBut I still have eyesThat can see the skyMarsh harrier sweeping the fieldsFoxes redder for evening sunDeer stepping through the hedgerowPast rambling rosesBarley, wheat and rows of spudsAnd I still have earsGold finches,

  • on light

    tunnel’s end in sightfourteen years of unremitting gloombegins to liftwhile cowards flinchand traitorswho read the Daily Mail and Expressdo sneerrenewed hope is residing here. ~ n.b. Phrases like, ‘International laughing stock’, ‘a national act of self-harm’ and ‘in it together’ are about to be seen in a broader historical context. Meanwhile, the UK economy, hanging

  • on memory

    lone sentry at easeevery church goer must passson of the village ~ n.b. At Itteringham, Norfolk, lies 30035 Serjeant LWW Gotts, Royal Garrison Artillery, 26th July 1916. Not for him a place tucked away amongst the accumulated masses of the parish, but a place where he cannot be over-looked, nor forgotten. Age 25 at the

  • on Ukraine

    as if Gaza wasn’t bad enoughand the perpetual terrorismof Moscow’s henchmenthe eyes of Europe and the USAare now distractedby tennis, cricket, football, ice hockey, the Stanley Cup, baseball and Olympicsgames to replace conflictwith civilising pastimesnow acting as smokescreens~n.b. In previous wartimes, games were suspended, but now having loaned Ukraine $50 billion, plus interest, the ‘free’

  • on summer

    It’s not the weatherIt’s the lightGive me moreIt will be dark long enoughWhen it finally catches meUntil thenGive me light ~ CLP 15/06/2024

  • on home

    Offered up without a thought“Stay”How warm the welcomeHow deep the needEscape it allYou’ll never leave“Stay”Where you are happyTake up the offerWithout a thoughtYou can stayIf you don’t have somewhere elseYou’d have to leave ~ CLP 12/06/2024

  • on time

    I am determined to sit outTo drink my chaiIt’s the eleventh of JuneA date higher than the temperatureLook at us!Coated, booted, collars upHands in pocketsMourningThe death of summerScythed down from the northI have enjoyed better weatherHereIn November~ CLP 11/06/2024

  • on time

    grab it while you cansuch precious serene secondssand runs through fingers ~ CLP 10/06/2024