I am obsessed with light The structure of light The science of light The music of light That is why I often drive Deep into the desert Where I can be alone With my thoughts There are no streetlights So when night falls It is totally dark Save for the moon And the stars I […]

I am naked under the duvet My sister has entered my room With her friends It is my birthday Happy Birthday Essie May I am mortified As Robert is there I had a thing with Robert I fell in love with Robert But he liked men More than girls They are singing to me Happy […]

Wheels On Fire Gun For Hire In The Mire Touch The Wire

On an autumn avenue I asked you to trust me As I felt what I was doing Was the right thing to do I handed your father A blank passion card With our names on it We then left the country And have never returned

We are trapped in the church tower Surrounded and under heavy fire In time we will all die But we will not surrender As no surrender will be accepted Smith has just been shot I watched as he fell From the tower He now lies dead Near the mossy wall I almost envy him As […]

I dreamt last night that the guard Unlocked the door of my cell And I was able to walk free Without a history Without a past But this will not happen As I am a prisoner of war A captured soldier Awaiting the firing squad When the air raids stop They will execute me I […]

Many wars are fought in the shadows Without illumination There is no sun These are the forgotten wars

At the top of Peg Road there was a furniture shop run by my uncle It had been there since 1915 with Reg taking over in 1960 Reg Palmerston was my my fathers brother My name is Stuart Palmerston In my early twenties I often worked in the shop So that I could save up […]

A famous philosopher died a car accident In a small town in North-Central France He had been due to catch a train But chose instead to accept a lift from a friend I was thinking of this as I drew a stick man In the damp condensation of a bus window A little later I […]

If I stand on the White Cliffs Which are near my home I can see France on most days I sometimes wonder if those Who are looking at England Consider me as I consider them Brothers separated by a thin sea