Journey of Words

Tag: Poetry

  • L3 (Day 27) Norwich

    Chilly sunbeams caught the trees with such intensity that the bark shone. In Chapelfield Gardens this mighty specimen’s complex skeleton is revealed. Although the temperature was barely above freezing, the first crocuses were pushing though to join dangling snow drops and daffodil shoots. What will trigger the opening of the daffodils? Will it be warmth →

  • Redwings

    By noon the light was in retreat the nagging wind swung east, north-east its oscillations conjured more ice from air to add to morning’s thick frost still laid below hedges trinketed with hips and haws that baited flocks of redwings whose fluted chirps and piped notes added winter music to this rime and brought vibrancy →

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 26): Yaxham

    I cycled west from Norwich deeper into the heart of East Anglia. I passed poultry farms and great swathes of open fields, solid flint wall churches with square towers, wind turbines, solar panels and the remains of at least one war time airfield. The old road was marked by roughly estimated mile stones. On one →

  • On Playing xxi

    Is that how it was? Truly unbelievable. Oh! How we laughed ~ n.b. Sometimes you just cannot make it up. The happiest coincidences, the spontaneous choices, the good fortune, the generosity of the people you bump into on the way, the adventures. Some call it fate, but that’s life! CLP 30/01/2021 →

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 25): Inside

    A voice message. I hear the sadness, pain and anguish among the words, the breath, the hesitation and fluctuating voice. It is clear. My heart aches to hear it. There is no way to be there, to wrap arms around, to comfort. A telephone conversation. I hear the deep breath before confession. I hear what →

  • On Playing xix

    Game of Truth or Dare! Which is the most frightening? Dare to be honest ~ CLP 30/01/2021 →

  • On Playing xviii

    If I put it all on the hope of winning you when would the wheel stop? ~ n.b. There is much sensible advice to hand for gamblers. For example: when the fun stops, stop; only bet what you can afford to lose. What if you never take a chance? What do you win then? Do →

  • On Playing xvii

    You playing or not quite certain what the game is? Me neither. Your turn! ~ n.b. The uncertainty seems to be increasing as physical distancing continues. Does anyone know what is happening to us? I write from a place of personal freedom, personal distance, personal isolation. Good days, bad days, happy days and sad. When →

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 23) Norwich

    I received a phishing scam email purportedly from the NHS about a vaccination. Given my age this was a nice surprise. I am not on the priority list, but who am I to question an email from the National Health Service? No one knows quite what is going on, so I was quietly pleased about →

  • On Playing xvi

    Doctors and nurses? Imagine who you might be! Adults can play too. ~ CLP 28/01/2021 →