Journey of Words

Tag: Loss

  • on time

    callers would call byshe wanted no tiesa younger man would love herthen think she was hisyou can call by, she’d saywhenever you wantbut I only have callersno one owns methen she met himwith his travelling guitarhis once fair long hairhad long since gone greythe twinkle he carriedin his guitar caseattracted young womenno strings attachedthe two →

  • on Ukraine

    heart of icewinter cannot be colderrain made of metal ~ CLP 30/11/2022 →

  • on Ukraine

    man angry afterthe great humilationno one must mock him ~ n.b. It was his, then he lost it, so he smashes it. No one can enjoy Kherson, if he cannot. Man, or toddler? Moscow, you are proud to be led by such a creature? CLP 29/11/2022 →

  • on Ukraine

    heavy rain persistsuninhabitable landa name on a map ~ n.b. Kherson. Is that all? CLP 27/11/2022 →

  • on time

    then it’s yesterdaychronology fractured clipssense of order smeared ~ CLP 27/11/2022 →

  • on time

    do you know how longit takes until your scent fadesthe taste of you dulls? ~ CLP 27/11/2022 →

  • on time

    bright colour leaves usafter vibrant unfurlinglike leaves we tumble →

  • on USA

    let’s go shopping, dearWalmart? have you got the list?firearms and bullets ~ n.b. Mass shooting follows mass shooting. In between times, individuals in their homes, or out on the streets, are relentlessly slaughtered day after day. The land of the fearful. Support www.momsdemandaction.org CLP 23/11/2022 →

  • on Ukraine

    winter at windowbreath clouds view, power unpluggedpanes frosted over ~ n.b. Shadows moving in the shadows. Scorched Earth becomes Frozen Earth. Moscow’s cruelty has no boundaries. CLP 22/11/2022 →

  • on Ukraine

    with all eyes elsewhereits raining heavily herewinter bombardment ~ n.b. The kind of rain that gets into and ruins everything; Moscow rain. CLP 21/11/2021 →