Pegwell Bay is very near Ramsgate in Kent It is an area of outstanding natural beauty But an unfeeling company has built a gas station Within yards of this beautiful blue tidal bay I have never forgiven them for this vandalism But I am secretly attracted to the gas station itself

Not far from where I live there is a gas station on a hill which attracts me greatly It can be clearly seen from passing trains and from the nearby roads Because of its remote geography it seems more isolated than it actually is   It reminds me strongly of the gas stations that you […]

some say that I am an a-hole because of all the shit that comes out of my mouth   butt i tell them that most of it comes out via my pen and that a-holes are pretty useful   as if they did not exist at all then one would quickly fill up with shit […]

The wind insects now almost without form Can be seen floating on the evening breeze  

I am not interested in narrative formalism That demands a beginning a middle and an end I just found a piece of sea glass on a beach that is not noted For its sea glass as there are no historical records of industry nearby It was not even a mature piece of sea glass as […]

In the dry heat of this friendly summer My country lanes remain soft to the touch  

This has been an slow idle summer seemingly without end But it will end quietly and slowly as the year matures

The leaves of many trees have already turned But autumn is far from our thoughts

I first heard his voice on my grandmothers record player On a visit to her country cottage I asked who he was as I loved his soft voice And was told that his name was Al Bowlly   I enquired whether I might see him in concert But Grandma told me that he was dead […]

Late August flowers still bright Move quietly in the balanced breeze