I read today That capitalism Does not work   Neither does the chap Down the road But at least he has an excuse As he has no legs   Funny Man Funny Man Stan   Caged Birds  Caged birds do not know That they are imprisoned As they have no concept Of what a cage […]

I have thought about this line for many years I am trying to gather the meaning Who said it Hamlet What was his meaning I believe he was speaking of total annihilation He considers that death offers him the relief he craves He stops speaking and contemplates his approaching death What kills him Poison Claudius […]

I first met Arthur at a military fair He was looking at books There is no glory in war  Yet these youngsters flock here  And buy the detritus of war  It is only an interest and a way of remembering  Not in my book Sir Many of them would run a mile  If a war […]

The garage on the hill has views towards the sea It is owned by John Lewis Palmer James   The tree lined road which is really an avenue Hides a hidden path that leads towards the beach   The castle cafe boasts a gift shop selling mead It is managed by Len Lewis Palmer James […]

I am coming back coming back coming back coming back I am coming back coming back coming back coming back Jane why do you sing in the shower Because it makes me happy Anyway what are you doing in here Are you going to take some more naughty photographs No Then why are you in […]

A group of crows is called a Murder of Crows It is likely that if you see a great number of crows That the death of one of their number has taken place   It is also thought that they are in mourning As crows are known to be emotional creatures   Another explanation notes […]

Letters from Marlon In the Church of Yum The Rig Veda Hell Gate Absorbed

I had intended to write about a steep hill The Hovis Hill In Shaftesbury For those who know Dorset well But as I was writing this very poem I found you in the kitchen making coffee Wearing only your favourite cardigan This pleased me greatly as I like seeing your bare bottom In the early […]

On the wall of my lounge I have a print of Picasso’s La Vie It was purchased in Paris Some years ago And has a tragic story Behind it Or so I am told As it portrays The doomed artist Carles Casagemas Who was a good friend Of Pablo Picasso It is a lonely work […]

I am just a story Beginning Middle End But what if I decided to rearrange these Lets say Middle Beginning End Or nothing at all No beginning No middle No end   When looking at a drawing (or a sketch) I always study The blank spaces (usually white) I ignore the seen And create the […]