Rooney was obviously not her real name  As Mark Anthony was not my real name  These were our passwords  Rooney was a Dutch woman of about thirty years Her features were a little unusual as she was pleasant to look at but had rather large teeth  These gave her a rather alarming look when she […]

My name is Stephen Masefield  I am married to Olivia Jennings  She did not want to lose her maiden name  When we finally tied the knot last year  So we agreed to call,ourselves  The Poet and the Magician  As I am a well known and celebrated poet  And my wife is a fine magician  Who sometimes appears […]

I would like to have had  A sunny disposition  But it fails me each day 

Stan  Yes  I am going ro become a street artist  That will be nice for you  But I am only going to write  In red blue and white  What will be your message to the world  We are asleep Our life is a dream  But we wake up sometimes  Just enough to know  That we are dreaming  […]

A train leaves A deep tunnel  A snow mist follows it 

My cousin was naked  And sitting in a wicker chair  Yet it was not her nudity  Than interested me  But the intricate patterns  Of her exquisite dreams 

Nothing is dead  So are the snow bears  I do not mourn them  Why should I be different 

I had built a mannequin of great beauty  But she was lifeless in my small workshop  I wanted her to sing dance and stay with me But she had never left the wastes of my frozen pad  The town of my residence was bleak and dour  So I used my pencils pastel to colour the barren sky   As I […]

What are you doing Stan  Writing as normal  Or rather thinking then writing  Do you realise that thousands of turkeys and thousands of trees  Is this going to be a Christmas fact Stan  Are slaughtered each year to celebrate a single birth  Not listening Stan not listening Stan  La la La la La La  Finished […]

I was standing outside of a bookshop  In a city beset by wild winter winds  A blush velvet chair was in its small window  A woman almost hidden within a thick black coat  Stood next to me and handed me a photograph  The image although aged was of a white skull  Recently exhumed from its eternal […]