Journey of Words

Tag: Poetry

  • on Ukraine

    it had to happensomebody counting dollarsquestioning the cost ~ n.b. When the pile of green bits of paper gets so high, Capitol Hill echoes to the sounds of accountants at war, clashes more likely to end a conflict than any body count. Should the pain, suffering and loss of life be agreed to be a →

  • on friendship

    time does not mattercoincidental meeting”Hello!! How are you!” ~ n.b. The joy of the unexpected…at a railway station! CLP 28/02/2023 →

  • on rain

    temperature risesunbeams slice through cumulipigeons stream beneath arc ~ CLP 27/02/2023 →

  • on time

    conversation shiftsis anything different?spot the difference ~ n.b. Honestly, I couldn’t say. Fear? Fear of what? Mortality? CLP →

  • on light

    such blue, bright white, shadebitter bite of on-shore breezedaffodil trumpets ~ CLP 26/02/2023 →

  • on February

    day felt cold enoughverge ankle-deep in snowdropsnortherly bows pines ~ CLP 25/02/2023 →

  • on guns

    they come fully armedwith land, money, privilegefingers on triggers ~ n.b. An industry always prepared to send warning shots over the heads of the little people who want fewer guns, fewer needless deaths, limits on gun power in the UK. Remember Dunblane. Never forget, one man on the run with a gun is one too →

  • on Ukraine

    UN takes twelve monthsto condemn and demand enduniversalapplause ~ n.b. It only took the UN a year to put together such a clear statement. Meanwhile, in the grand scheme of things…people have died, homes destroyed, the business of war enriched. Honestly, a year. FFS. CLP 24/02/2024 →

  • on theatre

    transfixed, mind in spin”don’t stop ’til you’ve had too much”that’s entertainment ~ n.b. Luke Wright’s ‘The Remains of Logan Dankworth’ well worth seeing. On tour in the UK. CLP 23/02/2023 →

  • on Ukraine

    orbit completedtime for annual accountswho profits from loss? ~ CLP 23/2/2023 →