The level crossing was constructed So that the materials required To build the power station Did not to have be carried Across the ageing bridge The crossing is not unused As the nuclear waste trains Pass from time to time

Hi Joe Martin Thank you for visiting me No problem Was it difficult Bribes my friend What are your thoughts I must say that I was surprised Why Because you are such a mild chap Not the type to blow away the Prime Minister What happened I was inspired by your poem Poem Mad Dogs […]

The long church path Is covered in blossom Many weddings Will be celebrated In the village Before the month retires

What is free speech Joe It is exactly what it says on the box If I want to say anything Even if it is considered offensive Then I should be free to do so There are those who are offensive to me How do you feel about that Joe I feel nothing Why should I […]

What is free speech Joe It is exactly what is says on the box If I want to say anything Even if it is considered offensive Then I should be free to do so There are those who are offensive to me How do you feel about that Joe I feel nothing Why should I […]

I was reading about an airport Plans were being considered To build an international airport In an area of fading farms near the sea I visited this wilderness in early March Just as the migrant birds were returning And the spring colours were in early exhibition How lovely it was in the warm southerly air […]

Everything else is dead But the line is open for freight Even the bridge is half closed I explored this station today It is a burnt out shell Nothing has survived It was once a good idea As the sea is quite near But it was not popular And slowly faded from sight From a […]

I am going to walk Through a Torii Gate With Janice We have invited the sun The moon and the stars To share our wonderful journey

Nepo how are you I have a bloody toe Have you dropped a shopping bag In your foot again Yep Shit happens You are looking very beautiful today I know Tell me a joke Nepo I work in a toy shop But I never see any pregnant Barbie dolls Why is that Because Ken comes […]

The Queen of Beauty Hangs at the top of my stairs Lit only by the moon On brittle nights I can see her likeness From my floating bed This brings me intimate dreams Which I do not choose to understand