• On Landing

    Wind tears at metal wings Rain lashes the fuselage How soft the touch down . n.b. The descent was a dreadful experience; stomach churning, (the plane slewing along its flight path, dropping and jumping) . As the ground got nearer and the relative speed of the aircraft became sickeningly obvious, I tried to relax into

  • On Board

    There was a spare seat In row 23, next to me I wasn’t alone . n.b. Separation provokes a range of emotions. Hope for the prospect of reunion is the best of them. Every kilometre travelled distant is one kilometre travelled closer. . CLP 08/10/2019

  • On the Continent

    Without adequate Language to discuss ideas Mere observer . n.b. A first step in learning is observation. A higher level learning develops through considered argument and then further enquiry based on questions that arise. Being abroad with just an English tongue is embarrassing; with a proven liar as Her Majesty’s Prime Minister, doubly so. .

  • On the Fence (II)

    Post top comes alive Grows broad, fingered wings, talons Shadow spreads then drops . n.b. The motorway fences on the A6 through France are adorned with sunlit totems. These large birds of prey are decorated in patterned coats of browns and creams. Some are buzzards, some look like ospreys, which I know are fishing raptors

  • On the Sofa

    Under a duvet Much later than usual Grateful for the bed . CLP 05/10/2019

  • On a Cook’s Tour

    Borrow two billion Keep spinning the roulette wheel Then just walk away . n.b. Thomas Cook paid around £30 million to a series of Chief Executives over the past few years to keep a debt-laden corporation in business selling holidays to people, many of whom have borrowed money to take a holiday. Money makes the

  • In the Bus Queue

    A one act play for three voices in 17 syllables. Oh no! It’s raining! Yes, after such a bright dawn. Really? I slept in. . CLP 04/07/2019

  • Blackberry

    Heading west on the A303 Needed to pull over to have a pee Surrounded by brambles up to the thigh I wouldn’t want these fruit in my apple pie 02/07/2019

  • On The Move

    Boxed, bagged, packed in tight Lurching on with all that’s left Eyes front; use mirrors . n.b. You can’t take it with you, I have been told. What is the least we need? Are we heading to a time when nomadic living is again the norm? Like travellers in Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales, everyone is on

  • Train of Thought

    At last I have a moment As I wait on the platform My chance to make a few points About my direction of travel On a journey that seems to still have some miles to go I pray But I cannot be too confident of that Bearing in mind that there has been disruption to