Collecting Pronouns I used to belong to a stamp collectors club which was great fun but highly impractical due to the high winds that we get down here by the sea. Each time somebody opened the door the stamps were blown everywhere with some being found as far away as Belgium and France. This upset […]

Even the postbox has been abandoned No longer will it be used I was sad to see this village shop go As I had many happy memories of it It is now a pop up fitness studio Which is a bit of a waste Although the stores are remembered Fondly on the local bus timetables

A woman once exhumed her dead cat As she thought it had been poisoned She asked a vet to carry out an autopsy This is my favourite cat story

My grandfather belonged to the Nazi Party It does not bother me As he had his reasons Who am I to question him We must concentrate on the future

Who cares if my family once owned slaves It does not bother me As they had their reasons We must concentrate on the future History should not haunt us

I expect nothing I receive nothing I am nothing

One never really owns the present You merely look after it For the next generation And shield it from its recent histories

I deny everything And nothing

My sister and I are taking a holiday together I can hear her in our bedroom Chatting with her parents My sister purchased a book of poetry As a birthday gift for me It is called Howl and was written by Pedro Lodge Who later assassinated the President

My senses are fully alive Yet I feel that they are deserting me These are disturbing times