Journey of Words

Tag: Poetry

  • screech owl

    a hedge-rowed lanedeep into duskdriving on full beamI catch the arcs of your wingsas you swing from left to righthedge-top highscanning the tarmac’s breadthfor a vole or shrewdetermined to make the runscuttering from verge to vergenever mind being rubbed out by tyresit’s you that sends them scurryingwith tiny hearts leapinglittle black bulbous eyesseeking safety in →

  • A Short Story

    How do you iron out your past?Re-tell the story until it bores youWhen you finally realiseEveryone else was boredYears agoDo you write it outChoosing the best bitsOmitting the worst?Or vice versa? How do you move on?~Here is a version of The Story of Woody and Johnny, (Johnny’s narrative).Thank you for reading. →

  • on the air

    deep into the nightthe descent of fogbrightens the darknessdistributing street lightingthrough millions of airborne dropletssoftening the glaredamping down this late hour’s strange soundsthat carry across the broadover the still woodlandwhat is that distant commotiondisturbing dreams?geese? shouts and cries?distraught dogs?this kingdom is unsettledis this the ghost of Kett’s army? of Lollards fired upto protest sgainat the →

  • on time

    put yourself outsidebrave the weather, breathe in springtoday soon passes~ CLP 24/03/2025 →

  • on The Broads

    there’s a point herewhere the slow sashay of the Yarconfusesa black-headed gull facing coastwardlooks a tad bewildered as it drifts up-streamon the rising tidereeds bent by winter’s long breathrattle dry stems and sighas the bird rotates in slow motionon an eddy formed by the mixof flow and ebba pair of marsh harriersfloat along the dykesmaking →

  • on Spring

    Easterly persistsGusts dislodge fragile blossomEarly bee makes do~n.b. Cool would be an exaggeration of the air temperature here, but Spring seems to be winning. CLP 17/03/2025 →

  • on March

    immense struggles ‘twixtSpring’s hope and winter’s death throesclimatic combat~n.b. Today, in sunlight there was immediate warmth, but winter still wields its short sword to vicious effect. Brief, brutal hail showers punctuated the day. CLP 13/03/2025 →

  • Last Ditch Poetry – Book Publication

    I have been very lucky to meet some wonderful writers since I started this website in 2018. It has always been an idea of mine to share some of their work with a wider audience in some way or another. That idea has now become a reality, with the establishment of a publishing venture called →

  • on Spring

    Sun’s inundationdowses ripened hawthorn budsblossom bursts open~ n.b. Gentle twist of fate, a trip to seek Spanish sunshine and warmth coincided with a change in the weather for the better in East Anglia, with that high pressure system locking in total cloud and consequent rain in Spain, mainly everywhere, not just on the plain. On →

  • on dawn (sparrows)

    Push Rush Swoosh BreathePush Rush Swoosh BreathePush Rush Swoosh BreatheBlackbird calling Time!Marking its territoryPush Rush Swoosh BreathePush Rush Swoosh Breatheacross the terracetwo floors downa glass door slidesplastic wheels on plastic runnerthe shallow cough of a restless smokerdesperate for fresh toxicityscrape of metal chair on balcony tilesclick of lighterexhalation of first fag draginto steel grey lightPush →