Journey of Words

Tag: Poems

  • On Autumn IV

    Beneath icy blue Kaleidoscope turns to red Forewarns of Winter. . CLP 16/10/2018 →

  • On Sleep

    It would be great to sleep until late and if I could I would but can’t. (Too tired to break those 17 syllables into 5-7-5. Dear reader do it yourself). CLP 13/10/2018 →

  • Comet

    Unseen until swinging past Tail enflamed in approach to Sun Heated by that enticing prospect Illuminating the dark of night Shining through the brightest blue Reminder that this sky Is simply cloak   CLP  11/10/2018     →

  • On Lincoln

    Bells hung high resound Steps echo on Steep Hill stone Hearts near fit to burst. CLP 18/09/18 →

  • May Day, Bognor Regis

    Pink petals wild blown accumulate in drifts fill gutters, kerbs billow into puffed up pillows.   Bared bottom leaves tilt up and wiggle, pale undersides frolic nude.   Baited by sunlight, naked limbs are dared to risk exposure so piercing beams, when whisked up with sea-cooled gusts, buff white skin pink.   CLP  01/05/2018   →