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  • Insektenhotel

    My boyfriend came home with a very unusual present I asked him what the fuck it was as I did not have a clue He told me that it was an insect hotel which was bizarre And confused me further as I was not aware that insects Stayed in hotels especially in major cities in […]

  • Adele on Stilts

    If the elevator is unavailable Please use the stairs If the stairs are unavailable Please use your imagination

  • Portrait of a Courtesan

    Her breast was exposed By an elegant but declining gown

  • Morning Table

    I still have this exquisite painting Which hangs in my over study There is a silence within her glance Which complements the stillness Of my favourite morning table

  • The Eroticism of Tables

    When my late father returned from the war We found a small painting of a young woman Amongst his many vacant possessions It was highly decorated and very much of its era

  • The Good Candle

    The good candle sank slowly Into the tar based pond Basic leaves brown The small rooms of Arcadia

  • Dark Passenger

    He was sitting in his seat watching the past world by Sheet music disturbed by the fragrant air was slow dancing Tunnels stations and bridges flashed by in a total disturbance A fresh fear looked into the population of my empty eyes

  • I enquired of the model and was told that I was sharing coffee with her

    On my first day at the gallery I was introduced to an Polish girl Who was the daughter of the artist featured in the exhibition Most of his works were lightly erotic and somewhat dreamlike His model was seen in various stages of undress in her morning room

  • Return from Portland

    Julie who had been in Portland for the past two weeks Rang me and said that she would be at the the railway station The short break seemed to have done Julie some good As her face showed colour and her eyes were blue bright She had spent some time with her American father and […]

  • Tabby Thur

    De Mentithino used to be a great place to live But when the grain mills closed The city began to die The good guys moved into the suburbs And the grease balls moved into town I stayed because I am a schoolteacher My name is Miss Perkins although my real name Is Tabby Thur and […]