• L3 (Day 47): In the clouds

    Above the city in sleepy-headed Spring morn’ birdsong, air force jets ~ n.b. You would have thought the North Sea was room enough to play in. Why don’t you fly off out there and look for Russian naval ships? And now the car park curator with the leaf blower. Merde! I can barely hear the

  • On Understanding

    What relief there is to know our confusion’s past. For that I’m grateful. ~ n.b. In a complex world, establishing a little bit of peace, love and understanding is always a good thing, however long it takes to get there. ~ CLP 21/02/2021

  • On Friendship

    February, walking through cold rain by power lines skylarks start singing ~ n.b. For HC CLP 19/02/2021

  • Finally

    She dropped her shroud Stepped clear, stood and proudly proclaimed It is me. I am here! ~ CLP 19/02/2021

  • On the Road

    On this brief journey from the slip road to exit travel without fear ~ CLP 19/02/2021

  • Lunacy

    she pulls at the watery cloth tied tight to shore although it shifts at anchor it will not come free so she cannot hide her arid face from a world that won’t stop spinning, cannot pause while there is still a breath of air ~ CLP 18/02/2021

  • L3 (Day 43): Carrow Hill

    Here’s white light, no heat Heaven’s lights will shine bright tonight In this brilliant galaxy how will you hear the star that calls to you? ~ CLP 18/02/2021

  • On Mercury

    Retrograde movement an optical illusion Orpheus, don’t look! ~ n.b. Apparently there is a bit of thing when Mercury is backsliding for nostalgia. Being grateful for the good things is one thing, wallowing in the past – meh. ~ CLP 17/02/2021

  • C3 (Day 42): Lent

    Who was it that had my copy of The Football Grounds of Great Britain? ~ n.b. I cannot imagine I ever let anyone borrow that from me, but no sign of my copy of the classic text by Simon Inglis and I would never have knowingly given it away. The Football Grounds of Europe is

  • On Ash Wednesday

    After the pancakes I resolve to abstain from life’s little pleasures ~ n.b. I think that I may have run out of things to give up since the first lockdown, but I’ll give Lent a go, I have nothing left to lose. CLP 17/02/2021