Journey of Words

Tag: Norfolk

  • May Days

    It was fab yesterdayNobody dared complainTwo layers one too manyEven at eleven, too warmFor threeCloud cover like a duvetKept in the warmthUntil the breezeCut up roughBlew the curtain asideDragged in cold airBrought down the rain ~ CLP 03/05/2024 →

  • Roundabout

    We took one of our quirky circular walksAround one or two and a bit Norfolk villagesWhere ancient boundaries are marked by lanes, hedgerows, creeks and lokesA pair of magpies disabused their reputation as harbingers of joySitting as solemn sentries on opposite gate postsAs we took one of our quirky circular conversationsAround one or two and →

  • on time

    Gentlemen, we meet againI know the chill of that long wallWhere your names are cut in stoneBeside the Haileybury chapelNinety years from your leavingI repaired the cricket squaresWhere you had playedRolled the pitches where you ranFrom wicket to wicket in your whitesResponding to the call of “Yes”As you had been coachedYou set off promptlyWith all →

  • on the bus

    words that make your heart sinkBus Replacement Servicewords that make you think twiceabout taking a train somewhere niceseating could be bettersuspension might be worsethey tried but they only managedto lower expectations of what it meansto provide a mass transit systemso we’re just grateful to get homebefore a day’s fresh lightbreaks through the gloom ~ CLP →

  • on spring

    everywhere they comefat buds of hope burst openrain drops keep falling ~ CLP 21/02/2024 →

  • on rain

    no escape from itdrenched in February’s worstthere was a rainbow ~ CLP 18/02/2024 →

  • on the sea

    it’s always the sameevery incoming breakerdifferent from the last ~ CLP 31/07/2023 →

  • on colour

    nothing matches greennot even green matches greenevery leaf a gem ~ CLP 18/05/2023 →

  • By the Seaside

    Wincing dull dawnColourfulIf grey’s your thingDoes the sky reflectthe sea or seathe sky?This performanceDoesn’t make it clearThe North-EasterlyPlays its part wellGets in the headWith a sinuous chillReminiscent of Atonal violinsThat bring tearsA bit-part freighterbound for HartlepoolSustains a rhythmic arcingOf symmetric bow-waves Silently pleasingMusical sensibilitiesAs it ploughs the lineWhere that greyMeets this greyToday the briny’sSalt-sharp scentFills →

  • on colour

    electric blue flashkingfisher’s iridescencesparkle in your eye ~ n.b. Blue, blue. Electric blue. That’s the colour of my room, where I will stay, (sang David Bowie). CLP 31/03/2023 →