A summer storm is due I am tracking it in the sky At present it is crossing the near continent But it will arrive here after dark   The air is damp and quite heavy As one would expect when a storm is approaching I can see the muffle clouds grouping over the low counties […]

I could not have saved you As this is a talent that I do not possess Only the white flowers are unique Yet you matter little to them

You were all perched on a rock many have shared your leisure on that forgotten Cornish beach through the lens of that distant camera whilst the world was changing around you

In the summer fields the poppies could often be found listening To the haunting theme tune from Maigret It was said that these musical interludes Vastly improved their vivid colours Last year I wrote a short novel about these flowers It was called Poppy Land But it did not sell well And my publisher soon […]

Attached to an ornate balcony A small camera records this picturesque street Most who pass beneath it are oblivious to its recording Those who do look up are interested for a moment but do not really care The daily history of the little street is currently streamed worldwide And will one day quite soon will […]

It is relaxing to watch people pass the restaurant during the lighter months They stroll down the small hill with a certain ease Few spot the camera that faces them away from the sea They either walk past its enquiry or sit on the low whitewashed wall under its gaze Many gather here on memorable […]

I often sit on the beach watching the tides recede Many question this recreation But there is nothing odd in my behaviour As I like to share the breakage of the waves With the lonely ghosts of my recent past

I found a moth in the corner of the stairwell today But I have left it alone as I mean it no harm Many might kill this small moth As a punishment for its subtle invasion But I would not hurt any creature As everything has a right to live in peace Without the fear […]

Jesus and the Sea I am sulking now Jesus did not sulk did he He just lit a joint And watched the sea   Jesus and the Sea I am sulking now Jesus did not sulk did he  He just went to the beach And watched the sea   Jesus and the Sea I am […]

I found myself lost in the lavender of my dreams The road that should have led downhill was level And because of this my day was fast becoming fictional   I asked the soft red poppies for directions But they were fading and were more interested In their own graphic mortality   It was raining […]