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  • How I Met my Wife 

    Like many people I met my future wife  When I was at college  It seems strange that although I was aware of her  I had not really spoken to her  She was as beautiful as I was self centred This was until I wrote a fifteen minute play  For the Drama in Dorking week  In short six […]

  • Random Poems Eighteenth Day

    Deckchair Thoughts Raymond  I hear that all the interesting people  Are missing  Sunny Sands Sunday Bands  And a Mermaid  Naked on the shore 


  • Random Poems Eighteenth Day

    The Norse Horse  Three me  Into the sea  Lea  Bea Tee  My wife of twenty years  I am now done  A spent force  A Tired Norse Horse  fad ing  in to  ob  sc ur it  y 

  • Random Poems Eighteenth Day

    Postcard  Rugosa Roses  Rising Roughly  On the Sand Dunes  Have ripped my legs  To shreds  What a funny thing  To put on your postcard Guy  It made me sigh  It made me cry  Did you lie Apple Pie  What a silly creature  You are you are  What a silly creature  You are 

  • Coffee for Chameleons

    I dreamt last night  That you and I slept  In a T shaped bed  With Darwin our dog  Sleeping at our feet  This was a little odd  As we do not own  A dog named Darwin  My name is Dave  And I run a pop up called  Coffee for Chameleons On the High Street  Which brings […]

  • Platform 0

    These platforms should not exist But they do exist Platform 0 or Platform Zero I am on such a platform People are walking by And saying Generations To me I find this very puzzling Trains are frequently passing by But none are scheduled To stop at Platform 0 Which tells me That my journey is […]

  • Interview Anias B

    What is the centre of his world  Light I suppose  He is the light  And it means everything to him  And you  I am secondary  Do you resent that  Yes I do I curse the sun  On my waking breath  But you stay with him  Yes  Why  Because I love him dearly  He is my partner […]

  • je suis secondaire 

    the only identification  found  was a small note  drenched  but just readable  it read  je suis secondaire  the man was middle aged  his eyes light blue  liquid a cop said  that it was common  to see  middle aged men  end up in the sea  as they were no longer  useful  secondary if you like  he […]

  • Summer with Sartre 

    Whilst on holiday I wrote a note to Yvonne  It was a quote from Sartre  There may be More beautiful times  But this one is ours  She was visiting her sister in Nice  Whilst I was finishing a portrait   I was missing my wife  And the apartment  Seemed empty without her  On the evening of the […]

  • Gutters and Yvonne

    A leaking gutter  Never fills  With rainwater  What makes you say that Yvonne  I just wanted to make it clear  As I know that you have doubts  About the guttering above the front door