Journey of Words

Tag: Memory

  • on moving

    We have cleaned and tidiedTurned to considerThat which we carried hereTo unearth pictures, letters, cardsFrom life pastImagined essentially forgottenNow as vivid as the dawnCuts thought healedEach another of the thousandBleed anewWashed out againWith tears~ CLP 11/12/2024 →

  • on memory

    Precious secondsNo longerThan a pulseSparking through a synapseA silent rewindLacking beat of heartHeat of breathSweat of browYour tighteningReleasing meYou breakingInto laughterWith my spent collapse Again, again, moreThan I can bearTo remember~n.b. Sometimes it would be nice to be allowed to forget, n’est-ce pas? CLP 03/12/2024 →

  • 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 time

    I was chatting to an old man todayHe said he remembers workingAround Covent Garden and Neal’s YardIt must have been forty years agoQuite a while, I agreedAs I walked on my wayI realised, I was there then tooGoodness he looked quite oldI haven’t checked in with my mirror yet~ CLP 04/10/2024 →

  • on time

    to regret is naturalembarrassment at naïvety, alsoshame, a possibilitymistakes? d’accordselfish choices…discussto look forward with hopea blessing ~ CLP 04/09/2024 →

  • on Saturday

    special place to bein sunny southern weatherwith friends and family~ n.b. Fratton Park looking as good as it ever has. CLP 17/08/2024 →

  • On Nagasaki

    Do not forget thisthriving city foreverscarred in but a flash~n.b. And on the Third Day after Hiroshima, someone thought Nagasaki should be razed to the ground too. Who? Why? Really? Were two A-bombs really necessary?In history, the atomic bombing of Nagasaki on 9th August 1945, is barely mentioned, yet it suffered the full horror of →

  • on time

    A man who gets upFor work some mornings at fiveWants a medal. Ha! ~ n.b. Thank you, Half Man Half Biscuit for the idea. I just want sleep tbh. There are a load of people starting sooner than 05:00h most mornings, often these people get some of the worst pay. CLP 07/07/2024 →

  • 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 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 →