Journey of Words

Tag: Poetry

  • on time

    remind me how you knowyour truth is the holy onea poet wrote it? ~ CLP 07/03/2022 →

  • on Ukraine xv

    dead of night silencebroken record shrieks and criesdrunk mimics your pain ~ n.b. There is no peace until you have peace. CLP 07/03/2022 →

  • on time

    on Railway Terracesign out of oblivionone way ticket, please ~ CLP 06/03/2022 →

  • on light

    four floodlight pylonssunset over Boundary Parkthe gathering gloom ~ n.b. Life at the bottom of the English Football League. CLP 06/02/2022 →

  • on the canal

    drawn into citysugar and cloth spun to goldslavery’s profits ~ n.b. It is all beginning to add up, connect, make sense. A country that thrived on dirty money can’t kick the habit. Banking, insurance, property, stocks and shares, exploitation of the workers, whether slaves or those trapped on minimum wages. The rich get richer, the →

  • on light

    sirens from belowconcrete and glass flicker blueFriday night normal ~ n.b. Just people doing people things at a sub-atomic level, thankfully. CLP 04/03/2022 →

  • on hope

    it may surprise youeverything is functioningheart still has a pulse ~ n.b. Never give up. CLP 03/03/2022 →

  • in blood (on Ukraine xiv)

    viral infectionstimulates antibodiesfight for survival ~ n.b. There is a period of inflammation before the outcome is settled. I would not dream of calling the murder of innocents ‘inflammation’. CLP 03/03/2022 →

  • on Ukraine xiii

    we saw Aleppoturned into blood, tears and dustthe Devil rides on ~ n.b. What happened there was our warning. Besides watching ‘For Sama’ what more was done? So now, Ukraine? The link takes you to the trailer for the documentary film. It is not easy to watch. CLP 02/03/2022 →

  • on air

    mist forms as rain fallshumid warmth of cloud coversomething and nothing ~ CLP 28/02/2022 →