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  • Trees with Summer Faces

    In the village where we stayed There was a particular tradition Which was both ridiculous and amusing In short the older more mature trees Were given bright summer faces By children visiting from abroad

  • Cleo Fliss and John

    We were both curious About your intimate tattoos And your dexterity with a brush We were both curious About your paint splashed clothes And how good you always look We were both curious About your physical beauty And your understanding of others

  • London People

    A week ago were sharing a villa In the South Western France And now I am sitting next to them On a sweaty train approaching London How different we are in our business suits Away from beach and the swimming pool

  • Micro Dream on a Bright Afternoon

    it was a short dream which did not start or end a wicker lamp shade was moving violently in a office after being struck by a flailing hand it was not within my powers to inhibit its progress

  • Stereotypes

    Stereotypes feed prejudice And generate violence Your thoughts Joe I disagree Why

  • Moon

    The moon was hiding Under a vapour trail I saw it whilst walking Just before bed The stars were in its slipstream Gia & Lenny 2026

  • Sun Rise

    Have you seen the sun It is amazing A huge orange orb In a slate grey sky Perhaps the world is ending I think not As it has not even started Gia & Lenny 2026

  • Golden Age

    What are you reading An Almanac A Seasonal Guide Everything from the tide times To the birds in the field Nothing is missed A complete circle Do you realise That these are Our Golden Years Perhaps they are They will never be better Than they are at present Gia & Lenny 2026

  • Gretta’s Slow Adventures

    When she was seventeen years old Gretta was involved in a serious accident She was knocked off her bicycle By an uninsured and inebriated car driver As the result of this she lost part of her left leg Which should have been a disaster for her But it was the beginning of her literary career […]

  • Setting Tear Drop Sun

    The bare branches of the winter trees Were sinking into a liquidity That was hard to describe There were many thoughts All were accurate