Heloïse was naked in our bed I was wearing a pink nightdress Outside the sky was heavy and grey We fell back into our shared dreams The sky was light bright and white We sat directly opposite each other Heloïse was wearing a pink nightdress And I was naked on a wooden chair

In the last two years I have published two thrillers Simply written well constructed and very readable They were both set in the county of Gloucestershire My detective Paul Patterson tries to solve cold cases Whilst investigating more recent and pressing crimes Substitute the Poems is my latest novel It is due to be published…

This was suggested by a false pen I cannot but hope to stop the world And enjoy the flat idleness Of my long forgotten dreams

I often sit on underground stations between trains It is quiet but the platforms are never silent I am invisible visible beautiful and foul I steal most of clothes from upmarket shops A well dressed refugee wearing green velvet shoes The only thing that is not stolen is the rosary That my late aunt left…

is a Hebrew name a variation of the name Rani it is a feminine name meaning a song or a joyful sound  my elder sister was given this name

Three of Lolita’s silver daughters Let the violets of her pale confetti Fall slowly into the seasonal winds This is my only record of that evening

For Beauvoir desire was not the problem The problem was when sex became possession With one person reducing to the other to an object And denying their freedoms I have just left my partner and am passing through New Gate On route to my home village in Norfolk where I was once happy My sisters…

Love is not a destination but a journey

My morning coffee always tastes better When you are sitting opposite me lightly dressed This could have been taken from a luxury advertisement But what I witnessing was very real The infinite sea glowing over your bare shoulders A smoothing breeze deep within your golden hair A hint of a nipple under your white cotton…

The two Pauline’s were sharing a bath It had been a long flight They were still travelling Too tired to read The taller Pauline Thought of her home town Bude in Cornwall Nude in Bude She smiled and dismissed Her ridiculous thought What about Rude in Bude Or Food in Bude Her sister got out…