I often stare at your beautiful bottom  This cannot be avoided  As I have a large photograph  Of your bottom  Opposite my bed  We no longer live together  Our jobs have seen to that  You are in America  I float around France  This photograph was taken in Paris  From our high apartment  It was a hot day  You […]

the light is being sucked  out of the day  a poem was suggested 

The light is being sucked out of the day

For over ten years  We travelled on the same train  I was vaguely aware of you  Because of the raven beauty  Of your soulful eyes  We rarely spoke  I knew that you were married  As I had seen you in the town  With your serene family  I was in love with you  And I believe that […]

 It is the best coffee shop in Kew  Its organic coffee is heavenly  Are Cora and Josie  Meeting Elena at the airport  I am looking forward to meeting her  What are ewe reading  I am reading  Clear Shapiro  It is set  On November the 22nd  And was written by the girl  Who wrote  Journey from […]

Give me a few days of peace  In your arms I need them As I am ragged  Worn and quite exhausted I will sleep soundly on your pale breasts  And if by any chance I wake up  I will know know then  That I am ready to face the world

Give me a few days of peace  In your arms Sephine I need them As I am ragged  Worn and quite exhausted I will sleep soundly on your pale breasts  And if by any chance I wake up  I will know know then  That I am ready to face the world Joe  Why did you […]

Jane had always been fond of staircases She loved their elegance  Above all other things  I met her in a departmental store  We had arranged afternoon tea Our table was situated  At the foot of a staircase  A single red rose  In a narrow stemmed vase  Illuminated the vincents 

What time is the next train  Four Fifteen  Should that not be sixteen fifteen  We work on a twenty four hour clock now  Is it going to Garrison  All trains go to Garrison  Do you sell eggs  What makes you ask that  Because it is noted on the blackboard  Then I suppose we sell eggs  What […]

Joe  When I was in Canterbury I witnessed an incident  I suppose it was an amazing piece of theatre  In short there had been an altercation  Between a motorist and a lycra fascist  As far as I can see it was caused  When the chap in the car discovered  That he was being filmed by a camera  Which […]