Turquoise seas Orange dawn Blue horizons Night lingers

As I held my gentle love The moon slipped unnoticed From the sky of many colours The winter snow flies danced Embracing the chilled sunbeams Pink Pink Pastel Pink Red Orange and Green Clowns falling were snatching The whirling blossoms Blue Blue Violet Blue

He who has led you so far Will guide you further The snow might be deep But do not lose sight Of your hidden paths

Im mu dream I am siruung with my only friend Anna K Sge tells me that she desposes me for what I am But she is honoured to ne my froend As sge too is homophobic racist tranzphobic and disabled phowbic From our window we can see the Belin Eall which is impressive Especially after…

I wrote you a love letter On Hampstead Heath Which you later lost The daughter of the landlord Of the Spanish Saint Found this letter And thought it was from her boyfriend They are getting married tomorrow And we have both been invited to the church

Janice and I were on the way to Dover When our train was stopped at Ashford International We were told that the train would not continue its journey As the buses had eaten Dover it was no more nothing was left There was just a huge hole where the town had been The same applied…

Push and Mary Water came running into the shop Close your shutters there is a demonstration ahead It is nothing to do with me If they want to fight their silly wars Then do so without reference to my life What are they demonstrating about Pigs Pigs Yes pigs Which ones The ones in uniform…

I am sheltering In a doorway As the snow Has isolated me In this small village The grey doves Are hibernating I can feel them nearby

Half of life is lost In charming others The other half is lost In understanding The anxieties That others cause

I love snowstorms I love the muffled silences And how familiar objects Become mysterious And slightly sinister Colours thin are vivid to the eye One feels an isolation Even in large cities The sky is thick heavy and white Everything rests bleak