The silence of hollow bells Sandwich Screaming crows disturb The rhythms Of the late afternoon High In the sky trees

Gentle sheen Soft glow Kathy Tikes And Minni Mo our barista contracts

We love opposite a coffee shop Which sells coffees From all around the world It is owned by couple From Haight Ashbury Nic-Nanc & George They are planning To open a coffee bar But have received opposition From the pinc lustre church God is an Astronaut & Lin

Our semi-detached Was built on land That once belonged To the railway I adored this house As blue express trains Often spoke to me During the early hours

Joe Do you realise That you are the double Of Sir Thomas Fairfax Who was often called Black Tom Because of his dark visage That is interesting as Josie Is my identical twin Should she now be known as Thomasina

I have populated my glass cabinets With lead soldiers They are very small Less than an inch in height Their weapons are fearsome But they present no threat

Another night Another dream I was in charge Of sending Empty stock Back to the depot It was an exhausting task As there are no depots In my dreams Which was regrettable As sunflowers Were my only luxury

We have been in space for a considerable time It was only meant to be a short mission But that did not work out We are due to return in a few days What an adventure it has been I asked God for a Ginny dream Which I thoroughly enjoyed My colleague sadly did not…

What have you written in your notebook Joe When it rains the leaves tremble Why Because I am a poet

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