Henry is dancing In three counties With Daphne Jill and Christine   Henry is counting In three cities In Paris Rome and Berlin   I am writing About young churches In an illustrated hand   Henry plays the trombone Rather badly In a Carrickfergus band   I am writing Winning the Skin Wars with Demons…

There is a cross yes a cross a cross rigid in the snow Look past our winter garden into the brittle orchard It is there that you will see a thin cross Frozen between the leafless fruit trees   Go now and fetch an altar candle from the church table And leave it here in…

I am not going anywhere today As the line is blocked No trains will run So I will return home And enjoy a coffee Later today I will research My future journey’s   The Swedish Model The Swedish Model Lies in the ruins Of its own enthusiasm My Swedish friend Has this tattooed On her…

The Ice Cream House Overlooked The flat grey sea It was as if the day Had never drawn breath     Deal  24/11/21  

It is widely assumed that Coffee Dog Died with Butch and Sundance In Bolivia in 1908 But I know the real facts And am willing to share them For a coffee and a bun at Starbucks     E Place 

It is only a number and could have been one more or one less But these unidentified soldiers were sons brothers fathers uncles and husbands Whose deaths in the greater were rather needless in my nightfall I survived or rather my body survived but my dreams have been shattered In certain ways I consider this…

A sea of blue plaques Of poets lost of words unwritten That is all I have To remember them by     Anon

Goethe once said that the less accessible a work is to the intellect the greater it is For many years during that terrible war I tried to understand his thoughts If anything to make sense of the slaughter that surrounded me on a daily basis I woke up every morning expecting to die but found…

Dearest Yesterday I had an unpopular experience on the Dane John mound in Canterbury I had not planned to climb it but soon found myself within my occupation As I climbed I became acutely aware of the uneven nature of my surroundings And this was what triggered my unease as although I was not high…

For many years you rested at peace under the dark tower Then your mother church was destroyed during the deep days of war When peace returned only your tower remained as all else was lost Your graves are still sheltered by God but the area remains open And you share your eternity with those who…