Caron and I had spent our first night in the desert Our tent had been positioned at the base of a bare hill We had been warned about the lions Which had dictated our reasoning As Caron slept I sat outside with a rifle Aware that a lion could attack without warning But I saw […]

Acea was a wartime refugee Who was placed in a convent By an American GI   After the war the soldier and his wife Returned and adopted the orphaned child But she was haunted by her wartime memories And was last seen selling grey tea towels Quietly on a Zanzibar beach  

Acea was a wartime refugee Who was placed in a convent By an American GI   After the war the soldier and his wife Returned and adopted the orphaned child She later became a respected academic And became a leading authority on sea butterflies  

Angels often circle the winter sun They are quite easy to spot As long as you know where to look   Angels  My wife and I fed the starving seagulls today On a freezing beach not far from our home Whilst doing this we noticed that the thin angels Were struggling for food as they […]

A portrait of myself In a bathroom At a truck stop In a far universe

Men are not hunter gatherers As they like to think they are They are the most docile of creatures Easy to please with hidden emotions That they do not admit are theirs But you are not an average man Poets never are  Which must be Gods greatest humour

1 A Trombone 2 My Pajama Trousers 3 A Soft Toy 4 The Poems of John Donne 5 A National Newspaper 6 My Lovely Wife Wearing Only My Pajama Jacket

Jemima often looked her collection of books These were her only books as her flat was small She loved poetry and the Georgian Poets And her library contained all their works But this made her a little uncomfortable As she realised that each of her books Had survived the Spanish Flu pandemic Which had occurred […]

My dreams are handicapped by the ghosts of my dreams past  Said Alice from the sanctuary of our bed I do like the snow glow it is a rare phenomena  We were both watching the soft white shadows Crossing our pale bedroom ceiling After the days of the frozen winds I am so happy that […]

I often travel Unconsciously Into my Silent sky blue Memories As I face The bitter winds Alone On this raw And wretched beach