I was sleeping in my apartment  From my panoramic window  I had great views of the six cities  i was awoken by people arguing  in the yard below my window  but I did not rise as I was unclothed  My apartment is perfect in all ways  It caters to my every wish  I have pajamas […]

Stan  Yes  I went to a jumble sale today  Did you find any exciting  A nice fishermans sweater  I do not think it has ever been worn  An unwanted Christmas present maybe I also found a book on typing  It dates from 1969 An interesting read  Not really  But it did have a short poem in […]

Rooney was obviously not her real name  As Mark Anthony was not my real name  These were our passwords  Rooney was a Dutch woman of about thirty years Her features were a little unusual as she was pleasant to look at but had rather large teeth  These gave her a rather alarming look when she […]

My name is Stephen Masefield  I am married to Olivia Jennings  She did not want to lose her maiden name  When we finally tied the knot last year  So we agreed to call,ourselves  The Poet and the Magician  As I am a well known and celebrated poet  And my wife is a fine magician  Who sometimes appears […]

I would like to have had  A sunny disposition  But it fails me each day 

Stan  Yes  I am going ro become a street artist  That will be nice for you  But I am only going to write  In red blue and white  What will be your message to the world  We are asleep Our life is a dream  But we wake up sometimes  Just enough to know  That we are dreaming  […]

A train leaves A deep tunnel  A snow mist follows it 

My cousin was naked  And sitting in a wicker chair  Yet it was not her nudity  Than interested me  But the intricate patterns  Of her exquisite dreams 

Nothing is dead  So are the snow bears  I do not mourn them  Why should I be different 

I had built a mannequin of great beauty  But she was lifeless in my small workshop  I wanted her to sing dance and stay with me But she had never left the wastes of my frozen pad  The town of my residence was bleak and dour  So I used my pencils pastel to colour the barren sky   As I […]