What a lovely beach this is I agree I feel so free on this beach As nobody bothers you There are few rules And everybody is so chilled Sadly not all beaches are like this Maya One can be arrested in some countries For exposing too much flesh What do you think God makes of […]

Poppies disappear quite frequently This happens in many countries They are all betrayed

I live in a small town named Seaside My father owns The Mary Agnes Hotel The name of the town Has always confused me As it is over sixty miles from the sea I have studied the history of this area But have been unable to discover Why the town is called Seaside

I often stand on the promenade During violent winter storms Wearing just jeans and a thin shirt I am searching for lost mermaids

and the white summer light I will never turn as this is my sanctuary

From my apartment window I can see France I can see the beach And each of the passing years I am a fortunate girl But I have not yet discovered love

my daddy is very rich he purchased an apartment on the beach and built a railway on the cliff just for me i am a spoilt girl so god withdrew the light

in a few short years the town lost its harbour railway it lost its channel ships its hovercraft and then the visionaries arrived

One day Folkestone woke up And said there is no light God Smiled and said You Shall Have Light

Although it has other meanings Peek a Boo is a Jane led game Which we play from time to time A few weeks ago I was confined to bed With a decent dose of man flu And felt alienated from the world Even the passing express trains Failed to bring me any joy It was […]