Journey of Words

Tag: Poetry

  • on time

    nutrients depletedwalled in by circumstancessheep seek fresh pasture ~ n.b. Apologies if this post seems a bit preachy. It is that time of year. CLP 22/12/2022 →

  • on time

    beech trees line the wallslongest noon shadows of yearall down hill from here ~ n.b. Winter Solstice! A cause for celebration here in the Northern Hemisphere!!! p.s. All down hill, in a good way! CLP 21/12/2022 →

  • on Ukraine

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  • on country houses

    next time you visitask where from the money stemsplantations, mines, mills ~ n.b. Wow! Look at that beautiful house! Wonderful gardens and lakes. Magnificent gates! The estate wall runs for miles. Wonderful paintings. 1642-1660 the English Revolution that utterly failed and we’re still paying for that failure. CLP 19/12/2022 →

  • on time

    dry stones lining lanesrunning across peaks, down dalesdividing fields n.b. How many hours were taken to build the maze of dry stone masonry found across England? Astounding constructions. CLP 18/12/2022 →

  • on time

    temperature dropcounter-measures introducedslow tick-tock of clock ~ n.b. Chilling in front of a fire. CLP 17/12/2022 →

  • on Ukraine

    rockets from Russiadecimate generationsreturn to Stone Age ~ n.b. Unspeakable. CLP 16/12/2022 →

  • on light

    brilliant citycannot obscure Martian redshine in Moon’s absence CLP 16/12/2022 →

  • on time

    we scraped snow off lineskicked the ball through heavy flakesplayed as if still kids ~ n.b. Such fun to be able to run and slide about chasing a football for an hour, even when the air temperature is less than zero. CLP 15/12/2022 →

  • on ice

    I fell through, aged fivechest deep, my sister in tooburied memories ~ n.b. Sadness as old as winter itself, children falling through ice while playing, excited by the magic ice promises. I cannot imagine the inconsolable grief the parents must be experiencing. CLP 14/12/2022 →