Journey of Words

Tag: Poetry

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 22) Eaton

    A long walk on a mild day, up through Eaton Park and around the university broad. The floods at the university have drained away and although the pathways were a little sticky underfoot, it was pleasant enough. Eaton Park has a huge model boating pond, which has it’s own pavilion and clock. It is an →

  • On Playing xv

    What do we do now? I know, let’s play Hide & Seek! No, Prime Minister ~ n.b. The man who hid in a freezer during the last General Election to avoid the press. ~ CLP 27/01/2021 →

  • On Playing xiv

    There is a fine line between right and wrong, you know? I dare you She said ~ n.b. Sometimes the wider social rules are shifted to the personal. It is harder to persuade someone to do something than to not do something. Step up: do the right thing. ~ CLP 27/01/2021 →

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 21) Postscript

    To cap a suitably mournful day the UK has now lost over 100,000 people to coronavirus, (source: Public Health England). Still there is discussion around shutting the airports, ports and the Channel Tunnel to all but the food and materials we need. Take a moment to reflect on that figure again: 100,162 dead people due →

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 21) Daylight

    There was very little daylight today, but it has been milder and what light there has been has lasted a little longer than previous days. Today the Sun is up from 07:46h to 16:30h, tomorrow it be from 07:44h to 16:33h a net gain of five minutes. This morning I heard a wider variety of →

  • On Playing xiii

    If I say “Jump” you… “Jump?” No you must clap, ok? When I say “Clap” jump. ~ n.b. Just a bit of fun. Isn’t it? ~ CLP 26/01/2021 →

  • On Playing (12)

    Being substitute is not a problem when you get the chance to shine ~ n.b. As a boy being picked for the school team, even as a substitute, was to be part of something exciting. All I have ever wanted was to have an opportunity to have a go. That is what we all want →

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 20) Thorpe Saint Andrew

    Trip trap, trip trap over the bridge I went to explore the more urban side of the river. Crossing the bridge was the easy bit. After that the carefully salted pavements and cycle tracks had iced over again and reset as black ice. The sapphire blue sky and dazzling sunlight was the cue for blue →

  • On Playing (xi)

    Why is it that teams comprise eleven players? Perfect for cricket. ~ n.b. I had a look on-line and the answers are pretty dumb given the fact that it was a rural game codified in 1744 and the story that Edward VIII had only eleven courtiers is a complete red herring. Cricket teams of eleven →

  • Lockdown 3 (Day 19) In Tune

    It would be ridiculous to file all the recorded music I have in alphabetical order until I have a settled home. I don’t know how long I will be living here, (no one knows how long Lockdown 3 will even last), but I know that I can’t put up any shelves in this rented property. →