Journey of Words

Tag: Love

  • on ice

    I fell through, aged fivechest deep, my sister in tooburied memories ~ n.b. Sadness as old as winter itself, children falling through ice while playing, excited by the magic ice promises. I cannot imagine the inconsolable grief the parents must be experiencing. CLP 14/12/2022 →

  • on Oregon

    we wake to good newsdeath sentences commutedsunlight breaks through cloud ~ n.b. More killing cannot lead to less killing. Oregon Governor, Kate Brown, has used her executive power to turn all current death sentences in the state’s prisons to life sentences. “Justise is not advanced by taking a life.” she believes. Amen to that. CLP →

  • on Iran

    four thousand life yearsimprisonment for protestswoman, life, freedom ~ n.b. The tyranny under the theocracy tightens. 400 protestors x 10 years each for daring to question the validity of Iran’s legislature. Executions are also being carried out. CLP 13/12/2022 →

  • on Iran

    how frightened they arehang for ‘an attack on god’shoot to mutilate ~ n.b. These angry men of the theocracy have no answers to the questions being asked of them, except their inhumane treatment of the protesters, which might qualify it as godly, possibly, as gods aren’t human. Every bullet fired into the bodies of women, →

  • on time

    you reminded meof a place we had once beenfeatureless echo ~ n.b. Forgetting is an essential survival skill. Thankfully we cannot call up actual pain, just the memory of having been in pain. CLP 07/12/2022 →

  • on time

    is this where we’d sit(where she sat, painted landscapes)watch for deer, buzzards? ~ n.b. Bignor Hill, West Sussex, toward the mouth of the Arun, (I imagine). Painting by Elsie Marian Henderson (1880-1967). CLP 07/12/2022 →

  • on time

    ebb tide at full flowcables neatly stowed on decklines pulled taut, sails full ~ n.b. A ship can wait only so long before the tide turns. Many a ship sails without its full complement. CLP 06/12/2022 →

  • on Ukraine

    lines to Moscow crossedpeople play Chinese whispersbecause the truth hurts ~ n.b. Who dare tell the naked emperor the bad news, or indeed, the truth (pravda)? CLP 04/12/2022 →

  • on time

    Friday evening rusheyes seek out welcome embracenothing else matters ~ CLP 03/12/2022 →

  • 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 →