Sometimes my poetry Disappears from my pen I mourn its passing And then it returns

Joe I am so mad I was driving down to see your mother When I was held up by unannounced roadworks It caused a gridlock When I enquired why The first Cambridge graduate hardly spoke any English His dusky partner had the intelligence of a slug The third Cambridge graduate told me that these were […]

On the day of the feast Giovanni visits Annabella In her room and after talking with her He stabs her as they kiss Giovanni then enters the feast wielding a dagger On which his sister’s heart is skewered He tells everyone of their incestuous affair His father dies immediately from the shock Joe cannot stand […]

Sham May I call you Sham Lee Green Everybody else does In your Memoirs of a Paperboy You say that you once saw Plain Jane Sane Quite naked That is true It is not another of your wet dreams No Far from it Tell me about Plane Jane Spain She was a bitch An absolute […]

Mr Coker Please call me East Yeast In your Memoirs of a Paperboy You say that you once saw Your Geography teacher Quite naked in her lounge Whilst delivering papers Is that true as it sounds far fetched Or the Wet Dreams Of a Sad Bastard It is very true as I was in the […]

I went on a naturist holiday With Burnt Norton It was her first time What did she think of it To be truthful she was a little shy As she thinks she is fat Is she fat Far from it Did she relax after a while Yes as everybody else was naked Nobody really gives […]

I used to live In a crossing keepers cottage Where In Burnt Norton There is no crossing there Then I must have been mistaken As I am sure that I heard trains Especially the six eighteen My little bed Was positioned Between the rails And although I was asleep I was aware of this train […]

since my injury i have been confined to a wicker chair which is positioned on our lilac terrace i often watch small birds as they quietly bathe in the declining puddles the heat has dried up much of the excess water and these birds now linger in the gentle shadows of the apple orchards

I have just had a coffee with Colin Adams How is he You should know He enquired about ewe There are many rumours Doing the rounds Mad Josie and all that I received a letter from Cora today Is she well Very She wants to see me again Thoughts I have no thoughts All my […]

Hi Joe I had the pleasure Of chatting to your mother recently She is am amazing woman And so proud of her children As you might know She is illustrating a book of poems By Fif Giles What I did not know was that she went to college With Fif Did you ever meet her […]