I saw a shy white owl hiding in a green bush Previously I had been speaking to a blackbird about the phases of the moon and their relation to the many colours witnessed During a typical English summer  

You are turning green-yellow-green Even the fuel tanks are impressed Today is the ninth of June My father died exactly twenty years ago At half past six in the morning  

We were visiting the Corinth Canal When the accident happened A small bird no bigger than a wren Flew blindly into the rock face And died instantly Cora wept And so did some other tourists Especially those from Italy And the USA After some difficulty I located The body of the unfortunate bird And buried […]

On the fifth day of June Summer arrived Rather unexpectedly It was the signal for Chris and Christine To go to the common And count the buttercups   On the sixth day of June Summer arrived Quite unexpectedly It was the signal for Jack and his Jackdaws To go to the common And count the […]

The masculine mist was clearing from the early sky H Helga was busy within her morning Shower Dress Breakfast Fencing with Fairbanks   As I approached the fencing room Fresh from my bed I was stopped by a member of the Vatican Guard   Who blocked my passive entrance Without discussion   So I descended […]

I was tied to the stern of Viola’s small boat and was being dragged through the dark waters of the Bruce Tunnel at the end of a long rope Viola was standing on the narrow deck shining a torch in my direction I cannot see you in the wake of the boat keep still! I […]

On the 29th of May 2016 I wrote a short story called Female Homosexuality The story was about two thousand words long and was an account of a gigolo named Kane As I wrote the story I became less and less impressed by his immoral behaviour So I removed his pages from my pad and […]

There was a storm developing to the east of my town It had already created havoc In Central Europe But all I could hear was the music The Music of England   On the cliffs the red thunderflowers Danced furiously in the wind And watched as the waves lashed the single beach There was music […]

In the low houses That surrounded the tall stone church Children chased the scudding clouds Of their dreams   Whilst their wild eyed mothers Trapped the tender scents Of the mad lilac trees And bottled them in their summer jars   On the roads of Lelant Tired men gazed at the verdant hills These slopes […]

In the limp breezes of the evening People walk their beloved dogs Who chase the spring rabbits Into their deep burrows   Trains pass without difficulty   And you and I share ale With the misty day moon As we admire the return Of the migrating birds