I sometimes walk with my eyes tightly closed As if to shut out my inner world But this is totally ineffective As I can see everything so very clearly   I feel that I am drifting through the universe Redundant of breath in a world redundant of light Yet this is nothing but a passing […]

Time Suspended Time Changes Time Passes Time Lost Time Unseen       Margate

As I was walking along an unmade road Next to the six mile six mile beach I found a number of board games Which were being offered free In front of a splendid house I hesitated for a while And chose one called Smuggle Which in essence was a game encouraging The non payment of […]

grey harbourside house a silent artist lives there he thinks of the sea

If we have anything in common It is that we eat oranges from the fruit Almost like starving savages   We often take these friends to the beach And later feed their rough damp skins To the gulls who congregate on the sandy paths   After this we silently swim and listen As evening draws […]

I am an Empire at the end of the decadence I am the decadence I love this word decadence all shimmering in purple and gold I am the decadence   The poet is a madman lost in adventure Your adventure is in my chosen landscape   A poem is really a kind of machine It […]

Jane and Mirabelle were sitting on the beach Between Folkestone and Sandgate When they spotted an architect Do you like it Like what My beach hut I think it is quite marvellous Nicholas Call me Nick That is what my name means roughly in English What is your name People call me Tulip but I […]

Written on a postcard In invisible ink If anyone ever read this It would cause a stink

You can often see the solar winds When sleeping on surfboards In the calm waters far out at sea   This at present is nothing but a dream As I am trapped on a desert beach In a old hut with a decaying mermaid   It is only on the darkest of nights That you […]

About an hour ago I was sitting high on Dane John Reading To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf My edition was illustrated by a detail from a painting by Laura Knight On the Edge of the Cliff showed a young woman staring into the blue sea below I could not see the sea from my […]