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  • The Stowaway

    The magnificent Frigate Birds were following my yacht I knew that we were not far from land as the charcoal gulls and flying fish were becoming frequent visitors My Portuguese stowaway seemed to spend all of her time on deck sketching these beautiful creatures I had found her under a blanket in the forepeak after […]

  • Berkshire Railway Bridges in August

    A number of railway bridges between Reading and Newbury are currently being either modernised or replaced as the process of electrification gathers pace The passenger footbridge at Newbury Railway Station which dates from 1910 will shortly be replaced by the newer bridge at the western end of the station I had made these notes whilst […]

  • August Heat Mist

    Shadows strange yellow Dance on your bedroom walls I watch your breasts Rise and fall As you sleep And wait for the late summer rhythms To enter your day

  • Eating Out with Myra in a Chocolate City

    What have you been doing since we last met Saul? I have been reading a book about the Dyatlov Pass Incident What was that? It was about the strange deaths of nine hikers in the Ural Mountains in February 1959 Why strange? Because they suffered peculiar injuries and investigations have not been able to determine […]

  • Sarahe Shakespeare Easte

    When she was a child Sarahe Shakespeare Easte would spend a good deal of time playing on the gravel and tar hills that could be found in most lay-bys She admired the rigid structure of these hills and how they did not attract vegetation Her father ran a burger van not far away and in […]

  • Cape Town

    That afternoon we painted the garden chairs a brilliant white We had planned to walk but it was too hot Aunt Mimi was sitting on the jetty with her feet dangling in the lake Quite often her friends swam from the jetty But she was alone and reading poetry Brutal French poetry Which seemed so […]

  • Jenny Jones

    He travelled the world Edward Morgan Edward Morgan But always returned To his simple maid Jenny Jones Jenny Jones His girl from Llangollen Who was both handsome and fair With sky-blue eyes And flaxen hair

  • In the Summer of 1940

    In the summer of 1940 A Spanish refugee Carved the following On our bathroom door   In the midst of our summers We are in winter And on the coldest of winter days We think of those summers    I often contemplate this when I bathe

  • Crusaders

    We will fight them on the beaches We will fight them in the sea We will repel all invaders For this is the land of the free     Graffiti found in Dover Castle 

  • Blessed

    Pill popping as a bus Waits at a green light The driver is cheerful today Which is a joy Blessings are available in many colours I have chosen blue