I discovered you by accident On a humid dry beach Clinging to a dusty pebble You were perfect in every way A small silver fish Late of the shallow sea

I am giving up poetry I have nothing else to say It is all lies nothing but lies The piano is now my friend There are no more words My talent is exhausted Only my music awaits me

I was a young cyclist once The roads were quieter then And cycling was a pleasure Country Lanes Dry Stone Walls Hidden Farms Primroses in the Spring I used to cycle with Regina Who was my Finnish girlfriend She is now my Finnish wife We tend to prefer walking these days And both own black […]

How many pilgrims were they Twenty-Nine Each had a story to tell They travelled from the Tabard Inn in London To Becket’s shrine in Canterbury Is this your first visit No Sir It is my third Have you read The Canterbury Tales No Sir but I am planning to read them Chaucer fascinates me I […]

In silent cities No church bells Will be rung People will sit On flooded benches And consider That nothing Is better Than nothing and that Nothing Is better Than nothing At all (Martin Eden)

Oh the silence Nothing stirs The silence Is overwhelming It is beginning To suffocate me

I have disposed of myself As nobody had Any further use for me

We shall meet in Hell Fallen Flat Secret Shell The Esso Sign Means Happy Motoring Call at the Esso Sign (1957)

I am currently sunbathing on a jetty with Angel a She is wearing the smallest of bikini’s It is almost not there at all She keeps it in a matchbox with her sandals I find this all a little disturbing and often chat to Jesus About her revealing summer wardrobes But he is totally laid […]

A deep question for you all Have you ever seen an angel naked Without her wings I have As I often go swimming with Angel a We often break into swimming pools When they are closed So that we might night swim without disturbance There is a good reason for that As Angel a is […]