• on Ukraine

    Cracks in a ceilingStretch along lines of weaknessUntil there is no strength~ CLP 18/11/2024

  • on time

    I realise that I have passedFrom talking of people I knowTo recalling those I knewI draw from a well of storiesDrawing up memories of memoriesFrom a war-time Hampshire farmOf the Canadians in SussexOf majestic sea linersFrom the Black CountryA cricketer who faced TysonFunnelling through generationsA woman who watched Blériot landMy mother’s tales, a song sungAdding

  • on Ukraine

    distance no objectinnocent civiliansunder the flight paththe war still drones onbeneath a newsprint mountainabout democracyforeign volunteerstravel to fight the bullylost in confusionRussian troops fallingeach different, each the sameas leaves in autumn~ CLP 10/011/2024

  • on Ukraine

    Moscow’s criminalsReleased if they fight like dogsOn Ukraine’s bloody soilNorth Korean menEmerge but die in numbersBrief lives beyond the wireLike gladiatorsEntertainment for CaesarNew Russian rouletteWar is a cruel gamePlayed out by politiciansWith the lives of others~ CLP 06/11/2024

  • on land

    as you learn the nameswritten, then how pronouncedhalls and manors emergeancient fishpondsclothed in algaeor claggy with weary leavesa moat, walls, parklandit becomes clearthis landwas once for the havesand the haplessits feudal formstamped into the lanesdiverted around groundsold metal fencingthat avoided the call updue to the lord’s protected occupationon the last remnant of greenthe stone crossscored

  • on Ukraine

    watching from the shoreI see the oceangather itself indraining the beachscrambling pebblescurling its liphurling itself forwardclawing away another stratumbreaking more groundeach crump of wavedespite its damned furymerely a precursorto the next formingin jostling ranks behindthere is only so much landthere is so much seawhat great resolve is neededto construct safe harboursecure the coastdecide what cannot

  • on Ukraine

    Half of all spent is spent on warTaxes, privatisation, national assets soldUkraine is beggared beyond beliefWhat price victory?What cost peace?~ CLP 11/10/2024

  • on luck

    There is no such thing as Lucky SocksOr shirt, or shoes or underwearI tried some new ones Wednesday nightBut Pompey sunk without a fightTo lose six-one was a shock to meSo are those socks now cursed Unlucky?There’s not such a thing, I’m pretty sureSo, they’re unwashed and are worn once moreFor the vital match todayWhen

  • on light

    At arrival and departureThe light shines brightestIn the low sun of autumnWe squint for detailsBetween day and nightSeek beauty in decayBlinded by reflectionsDazzled by piercing shaftsThis is not the endYet darkness is comingAnd we must ready ourselves~ CLP 11/09/2024

  • on Ukraine

    So it came to passBombs fell on Russia’s peopleMasters of War enriched ~ n.b. Whatever the principles, innocent people, going about their daily chores, are killed at random. More war means more profit for arms manufacturers worldwide and more war means more grieving for those lost in its machinery. Who wins? Follow the money, if