Journey of Words

Tag: Poetry

  • on need

    it cannot be foundthrough the bottom of a glassfor love nor money ~ CLP 18/09/2021 →

  • on time

    those tiny thorns torecute as kitten teethsharp as fish hooksdrew blood that slender stem resistedslim as a grass bladestrong as barbed wireresistant that bud closed tightfirm as a fistlocked safe-shutblossomed ~ CLP 17/09/2021 →

  • From Leeds

    enjoying the green space by the cathedralspire pricking the blue autumn skystopping me, now a local, to askwould you take some pictures pleasefirst alone, then with my friendlandscape then portraitmobile then iPadwe’re going home tomorrowto the other city of woolthe one of the hanging sheep ~ CLP 16/09/2021 →

  • Otter

    less curious of usyou curl back belowto twist and curve through straggled reedscontinuing your pursuitof perch or roachyour steady exhalationpops free in tiny splashesfrom bursting bubbles of CO2that trace your submarine pathacross the Yare to the sticky bankgrowing from the falling tideslick as the mud you move incolour of the Yare that feeds youyou halt →

  • Me, Tarzan…

    come on then, come onwhen you think you’re readyif you are sure you cancome on then, come on gather your strengthyou’ll need it allwhen you’ve mined enough couragecome on then, come on deepest night, bright of dayyou choose the time and weaponsI’m not running, I’m fully primedcome on then, come on bare your teeth, beat →

  • Treasure

    how many tides have turnedshifted and smoothedsifted and sorted the pebbles sotoday the sea would give up this stoneso you might gift it meprecious as any stoneI have ever held ~ CLP 13/09/2021 →

  • Long Weekend

    across bridges, through tunnelsdown paths, along tracksso many hours, hundreds of milesI’m on my way backI’m nearly home ~ CLP 12/09/2021 →

  • Last Minute Winner

    a shot smashed in goalrelease of all frustratedtribal emotions ~ CLP 11/09/2021 →

  • Yesterdays

    toes freed, feet tickledby low-tide’s sandy ribsevery single little breaking wavea chargefired through shocked ankle bonessparking skin, heart, eyeswhipping North Sea air from my lungsMore waves! More waves! More waves!more Yesterdays ~ CLP 09/09/2021 →

  • Wholly

    within the whole a holewhere the light goes inand warms the soul ~ CLP 08/09/2021 →