Journey of Words

Tag: Weather

  • kingfisher

    we found ourselves at an old creek weary willows draped the banks hornbeam and alder, white birch, poplar cooled our path between pond skaters we paddled beside budding balls of yellow lilies their dank soggy pads, launch points for kinked blue sticks of damsel flies riding tandem cross the dyke flittering by in their clumsy →

  • on time

    well beyond midnightnot a star, full moon obscuredowls scratch at silence ~ CLP 05/06/2023 →

  • on time

    Remember walking?Sun breaking through fresh-formed leavesAncient paths through oaks ~ CLP 28/05/2023 →

  • 14th May

    See what happens?You finally make an effortTo shrug off Winter’s grim shroudMusic, dancingsmiles, joyful tearsand yes, the swiftsSwooping and slicingthrough the humid airskimming chimney potsTheir shrieking and screamingis, I suppose,what they excuse as singing ~ n.b. No guarantee of a good summer. CLP 15/05/2023 →

  • thunder storm

    In false warmth of MayAnvil clouds pile upEclipse the blueCast down hail stonesLightning spearing the gloomBasal crashes shaking the old townStair rods rattling on the streetsDon picks up his bedrollSeeks shelterIn the cathedral porchJean stumbles to the libraryHer mismatched clothesSelected from chance findsAnd what she stuffed into a rucksackOn escaping homeAaron sweats in his black →

  • Leaves

    I hearTrees tremblingBefore I feelA dropletCold on my browBefore I seeDark spotsMarking the pathBefore I chooseTo walk onUnder shivering oak leaves ~ CLP 10/05/2023 →

  • on train windows

    I forgot how raindropsRun in ribbonsAcross the paneCoalesce, bursting throughThe meniscus of dropletsWhich are then swallowed upBy bigger dropsWhich swell at each impactUntil the tension becomes too greatAnd they peel awayTo form a drunken linePlotting the relationshipBetween the train’s velocityAnd the pull of gravity ~ CLP 06/05/2023 →

  • April Showers

    ancient paving smooth as mirrorunderfoot as slick as icereflects back mountainous cloudsrolling around the fenland skies ~ n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023. Day 15. Prompt: feet of clay. Beyond me today. CLP 15/04/2023 →

  • Tempest

    Caps of Atlasdeafened by clattering hail stormsheep up and runseek the stone shelterleaving the flowersgulping fresh water~n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023. Take a poem, or fragment that was written in a tongue unfamiliar to the reader and write an original poem in English based on the sounds and rhythms of the original language.Here is the original, a →

  • on Ukraine

    another Spring dawnswar without clear beginningwith no end in sight ~ n.b. The men in Moscow prefer a war economy to something better. Ukraine is being steadily reduced to the new Flanders Fields, where the prospect of better weather, leads to the prospect of increased conflict. CLP 29/03/2023 →