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  • 80 Post Modern Avenue

    Gail and George Auschwitz lived at the above address In a small company town on the edge of the Nevada Desert George was an architect who specialised in designing Small towns such as Nevada Springs and Falling Water Due to a riding accident Gail was unable to have children Which caused her unhappiness she as […]

  • Existential Connections

    A few days ago I awoke one morning With a strong feeling That I wanted to be grounded in existence Or the experience of existence So I rang my best friend Ruth And suggested that we might masturbate together We had done this before facing each other Naked in the box room which doubled as […]

  • A Strange Dream

    I dreamt that I was swimming naked in the sea Using a flotation stick to aid my buoyancy This was not required as I am a strong swimmer There was a floating hotel about two hundred metres offshore I had decided to swim to the hotel and then swim back However when I reached the […]

  • The Murmurs

    I was staying with Kate Whilst on a field trip We had been together For a number of years And she had invited me to visit The Black Bog Lands Where she had spent her early years We were staying in her parents cottage As part of our Scottish adventure But it had rained without […]

  • Roma

    On my wall opposite the river window I have a small painting of a woman With raven hair and raven eyes I have no idea who she is But my father has told me That we are distantly related to her I am sometimes referred to As a Roma Poet Which is not true I […]

  • Light Blue Naked

    It is raining now The pool is welcoming Its late visitors The terrace on which I am standing is flooded Light blue naked I feel that I am travelling Once again away from you I have not explored my regrets

  • La Ravisseuse

    I woke up this morning and you were gone The once bright sky was now a flat dove grey I did not think that you had left voluntarily You had been seduced by an unknown agent

  • A Folkestone Haunting

    This account of a haunting is so brief as to be easily missed It happened just a few days ago during the memorable heatwave I was travelling for no particular reason other than my own pleasure It was as I alighted from my train at Folkestone Central That I saw a man in a green […]

  • The Poetry of Kent and Sussex

    Lived the two Oast Houses At the end of my lane I knew them both by sight We greeted each other When passing the fruit fields As neighbours often do An observation a light joke These are my only recollections And I was as shocked as anybody To hear this alarming and dreadful news

  • Secrets

    Do you want to exchange secrets You first No you Okay then When I was delivering papers one morning I saw one of my teachers naked He or she She Did she know No What did you do Not much I felt that I was invading her private space What was her name Miss Clarke […]