Journey of Words

Tag: Separation

  • Ghosts

    It takes years for them to take formFrom memories confused with memoriesA head-scarf, the style of hairA coat, a manner of talkingA snatch of laughterThe balance when walkingThrough the market stallsOn the air, a scentA melodyWhen night takes hold its betterWhere they inhabit is not so clearIn shadows casts by street lightIn restaurant cornersAnd closed →

  • on absence

    nature fills space fastfurious competitionto share resources~n.b. Diversity enables many plants and creatures to thrive alongside each other, why does modern man feel the need to dominate? CLP 13/05/2025 →

  • on volunteering

    that is to say choosingto participate freelywithout coercionnot without food or waterwhile in mortal fearnot while being terrorisedby dronesor aircraft attacksthis ‘voluntary transfer programme for Gaza residents’is a rounding upit is a deportationwithout railwaysit is a death marchin Paris, Lyon, Avignonsome schools have plaquesnaming the childrenfrom Jewish familiestaken from their classestheir playgroundstheir friendstheir teachersby naziswill →

  • on Ukraine

    A knock on the doorYour son will never returnYou laboured in vain~ n.b. One thousand Russian mothers a day are being told that the birth pains they endured are nothing to the unending pain of loss they will suffer from today. What hollow gains Moscow is making. CLP 18/02/2025 →

  • on Ukraine

    The Art of The Dealis to treat all as a gameto exploit weaknessThe Art of The Dealis about acquisitionbluster and bullyThe Art of The Dealis to get all that you wantignoring othersThe Art of The Dealis for gangsters and mobsterswith no legal boundsThe Art of The Dealis about winners and losersfighters not loversThe Art of →

  • on family

    there is safety in numbersthe joy at arrivalstravelling togetheruntil it is timeto go our separate wayswhich by necessityis a lonely businesswaving farewellto our loved onesas we step into departures~n.b. Just thoughts, not news. CLP 05/02/2025 →

  • on time

    how our shared hours fleeminutes drag in your absencetomorrow distant~n.b. ‘See you tomorrow!’ said in cheery prospect, becomes a tortuous crawl to sunrise. CLP 05/01/2025 →

  • on moving

    We have cleaned and tidiedTurned to considerThat which we carried hereTo unearth pictures, letters, cardsFrom life pastImagined essentially forgottenNow as vivid as the dawnCuts thought healedEach another of the thousandBleed anewWashed out againWith tears~ CLP 11/12/2024 →

  • on Ukraine

    Cracks in a ceilingStretch along lines of weaknessUntil there is no strength~ CLP 18/11/2024 →

  • on Ukraine

    Claim and counter-claimWho knows now what to believe?The death of reason ~ n.b. All we know is innocent people are being killed on a daily basis…to what end? CLP 31/08/2024 →