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  • Romney Marsh

    The chilled winds north east Did not welcome the sun A huge bank of cloud Had created a mythical hill My eyes were stunned Yet dull within my thoughts 7/5

  • Passenger Information Displays

    Paige and Paige were sitting on a cold platform The station was cold The buffet was cold The coffee was cold The Met Office had promised mild winds In reality the wind was from the North East Both Paige and Paige hated the Met Office As they were wearing thin cotton dresses The Passenger Information […]

  • Wild May Winds

    I have just returned from the beach The high winds are now quite frenzied And the sea is so beautifully wild Deal 55

  • Constance

    Am I right in thinking that your name is Constance Yes That is a pretty name Miss Perkins I like it Who chose your name Which one You are confusing me I am sorry that I am confusing you Perkins comes from my father He comes from a long line of Perkins In Taylor County […]

  • Everywhere I go

    Everywhere I go I find that a poet Has been there before me I think that we have a vigilante Somewhere in this mad city He or she just blows away All that is not clean or wholesome Do we have any clues Not many although tubes of oil paints Were found at the scene […]

  • Nikki De Phise

    Late of New York  New in Paris  She was planning adventures  In her City of Roses

  • Hot Paris Afternoon

    Our new neighbour arrived yesterday  In the apartment that faced our own  It was a hot Paris afternoon  Marie-Angela and I were sitting near the window  Our neighbour introduced herself as Nikki She was an American from New York  It was agreed that we should dine together  When the sun was low and the air cool  […]

  • Lime Water and Grass

    My wife has a strange name Lime Water and Grass She often spends hours  Weaving soft velvet glass

  • Le Temps des Cerises

    We used to walk barefoot Along dusty paths And swam across rivers  Ignoring the bridge We sunbathed naked  In fields of long grass And feasted on cherries  From an iced water glass

  • Thursday

    It had been a Thursday Unlike any other You were walking around With little or nothing on And called this small cottage Your Rohmer house After the film maker Cool grey flagstones A wooden table Black coffee Novalis open by a window That shared its situation The air is already warm I could hear the […]