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on Ukraine
“Someday this war will end”soldiers will become civviesflowers sprout from graves~ CLP 12/12/2023 →
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on Ukraine
Russian soldiers knowpeace lies across the borderwhat is this all for? ~ n.b. The border to Armenia, that is. Reports of desertions from the Russian forces, reflect the fact that this war on Ukraine has no legitimate basis. CLP 26/10/2023 →
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on Ukraine
diffused sunlight onroads, rivers, fields, autumn leavesspread of crimson hue ~ CLP 10/10/2023 →
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on Ukraine
tuning out the newsvillages lost or regainedwe head for the beach ~ n.b. War, long periods of boredom, broken by moments of complete terror, so something like that. I’m lucky to live in a country where a lost village means coastal erosion, no longer Viking longships full of men seeking new land to farm. CLP →
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Overseas
between heavy downpoursdespite the unwavering breezesheltered spots trapped the sunbutterflies spread out their wingssettled on the dripping nettlessoaked up each burst of heatwe walked the islandlooked to the mainlandthe cloud-streaked Downsacross The Solent’s white horsesfollowed the shadowed path of showersalong the coast from Portsmouth’s towerto Chichester’s spireand Selsey Billlooking back to Blightyremoved for a few →
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Weathering
after countless weeksrain finally cameenlivening the window with shivering streamsthat attracted tired eyesfrom flickering screensa stop earlier than intendedshe stepped off the busbare-headedrivulets formed on her browcoursed down her faceran down her neckunder her blousechilled her breastshe slowed her pacefaced the skyran her tongue tipfrom lip to lipat last, againsweet rain on skin ~ n.b. →
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kingfisher
we found ourselves at an old creek weary willows draped the banks hornbeam and alder, white birch, poplar cooled our path between pond skaters we paddled beside budding balls of yellow lilies their dank soggy pads, launch points for kinked blue sticks of damsel flies riding tandem cross the dyke flittering by in their clumsy →
Journey of Words 