I have always wondered what is beneath your dressing gown As you sit opposite me enjoying breakfast You smile but never betray your secrets This morning as you leaned over me your gown parted And I saw a quick glimpse of your breast An ordinary breast white with a darker areola and nipple I averted […]

You have been introduced as a civilised savage to promote trade A cynical move perhaps but I suppose it prevents conflict I am waiting for your ship to pass between the white cliffs As you travel back to your homeland with your infant son But have been told that you have since died And are […]

My bedroom window overlooks the sea For the past three weeks I have been carving a pyrate ship Out of a piece of driftwood It now sits in a position of honour on my sill My two sisters have created likenesses Of both Anne Bonney and Mary Read Out of wooden clothes pegs That they […]

Rainbow Birds There is a tree Full of rainbow birds In our tropical garden   They have gathered today To celebrate Your considerable beauty    

Blue Sea Butterflies An unusual gift my love But I wanted to present you With a gift that matched your beauty And settled for Blue Sea Butterflies Which we will release on the beach When Valentine’s Day Spreads its gossamer wings

After a visit to the beach I placed the stones that I had collected On a small round wooden table Next to a brightly coloured tapestry pencil case It was only when I looked down That I properly became aware Of the beauty that I had created Without thought or geography  

My neighbours purchased a beautiful puppy for their children today This was a huge mistake as the creature will die in about ten years Bringing a great deal of grief to their teenage lives It is likely to be their first experience of death and this will change them forever Better if the puppy is […]

As part of a competition Run by a national newspaper I was able to deliver loaves of bread With a famous actor To people residing in sheltered accommodation It was there that I met Daisy the Cow Who invited me to Russia So that could raise red flags in praise of Stalin At lonely railway […]

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