• blossom

    the ornamental garden heavy with bloomsperfume strong enough to holda presence in the easterlybumble bees’ wings silentthey drink from deep cherry wellsnubs of pollen caught on their thighspetals brighten, whiten in sunlightflashing through the broken cloudyou crane your neck nestle your nosein a garland of petalsfresh enough to hold firmto buds from whence they sproutedwe

  • on truth

    war’s first casualtythere can be no dishonouradmit: I don’t know ~ n.b. Another murderous attack on the innocent. Irrespective of nationality, religion, or politics, how can anyone profit from such intended slaughter? We can trust the body count, the bereaved families, the wounded to account for their losses, but who, or what else? This is

  • on time

    from the earth they comeflowers and bees read the runesfrom spring comes summer ~ CLP 22/03/2024

  • on light

    afternoon sneaks offleaving its jacket on chairjob done for the day ~ n.b. It’s that time of year when the light of day doesn’t rush off as soon as the whistle goes, but hangs about encouraging a laggardly retreat to the cave. CLP 20/03/2024

  • on Ukraine

    it’s drone versus droneand rocket against rocketuntil one runs out ~ n.b. The battle in the skies, unmanned weapons cancelling out unmanned weapons, can only last for as long as both sides armouries are matched. Economies of all supplying countries enjoy a war bonanza while these two grind out a war of attrition. CLP 15/03/2024

  • on the wall

    Confident as an evangelista at the chapel doorbold as brass a governmentn posterproclaiming ‘Levelling up is here’as if Christ had risen in FY1where marked-down stickered stocknot quite stale bread and bruised fruitsells quicker than hot cakeswhere houses are boarded up with metal sheetsrows of homes compulsory purchasedabandoned police station and courtsCCTV on every cornercollecting evidence

  • on light

    luminous blackthorn spraysburst openin monochrome hedgerowsdaffodils reach uptrumpeting their presencebluebells tremblein leafless woodlandbumble bees crawl unsteadilyfrom the earthmornings start soonershadows linger longerequinox approaches ~ CLP 10/03/2024

  • on Ukraine

    We are too busyDrones directed from laptopsAlt+Ctrl+Delete ~ n.b. Two years into this war, which was years in the making, is a boon for the drone manufacturers in Iran, the UK and everywhere, eventually it will be about manpower that cannot be re-booted. “For now we are too busy to suffer from traumatic feelings. We

  • on Ukraine

    come on, man, own upIt’s not really about Ukraine is it?you’ve got issuesMother Russia not loving you enough?is she too demanding?What does she ask of you?respect and peace?instead you choke off her voiceyou throw body bags at herfilled with the remains of her boysseize the land of othersthreaten her neighboursdirty the washing they’ve put out

  • on the bus

    words that make your heart sinkBus Replacement Servicewords that make you think twiceabout taking a train somewhere niceseating could be bettersuspension might be worsethey tried but they only managedto lower expectations of what it meansto provide a mass transit systemso we’re just grateful to get homebefore a day’s fresh lightbreaks through the gloom ~ CLP