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  • Mindfuck Camus 

    n one of my dreams recently  I derailed an express train  By throwing an errant pen  Under its wheels  Six people were injured  Because I had smudged  My much loved drawing  I was sitting in a large church  Built on the soil of the county  A lecture was in progress  And soon a swastika was…

  • In Front of the Microphone

    I am sitting here uncomfortably In front of a BBC microphone  Reading my poetry to the world  I am wearing a green woolen sweater  Which was a recent Christmas present  Please pray for me my friends  

  • Monza 

    On the whole cats are afraid of me  Which I find puzzling as I am gentle  And exceedingly kind to ladybirds 

  • The Finest City High Time Crashed

    Oh Dreams Oh Dreams  I was in a German camp  Where atrocities had taken place  But I was a guard on the gate  An innocent guard  A wooden gate  Painted red and white  Occasionally soldiers came down for a smoke  Or to wash their hands  In the wooden bucket on the path to the latrines  The…

  • The Stour in Flood

    During the long warm months These ancient steps encourage leisure But not today as they are quite submerged By the winter rivers mindless turbulence

  • Adelphi 

    I first met Veronika walking topless along a country road  She did not seem to worry about her state of dress  I asked her why I should find her on such a lonely road  She told me that she was planning to visit my brothers  And accepted my offer to accompany her to the home  That I…

  • Kangaroos at Sunrise

     I can see more than a dozen kangaroos  Relaxing on the wet sands of the beach  They are unaware of my intrusion  I am eating pomegranates and cherries   On a large but hidden verandah  As I always do when the sun is low 

  • SEED

    First Ghost/Second Ghost  Accaopsy is Innocent Eccaopsy is Innocent Stuart Miller Osborne/Joe SMO/Joe/SMO Mahler  Mozart  Verdi  Puccini  Haydn In no particular order

  • Banda Dances Topless

    After cutting her hair Banda danced topless Wearing only a pair of jeans   The city radio forbid this So the music stopped As not to encourage this recreation  

  • Magri Maa

    Magri Maa is a small village Not far from Fort William I used to holiday there With my distant parents   I visited Magri Maa A few weeks ago As I was in Scotland To attend a funeral   It seemed much smaller But little else had changed I even found a rusty penknife That…