I walked into the slow river Wearing nothing but a shift The water was summer cool I was able to see my halt In the middle distance And sensed its final train

His head exploded Suddenly and without warning The Queen had been widowed I was soon aware of all the facts And wrote a very detailed book Which was burnt in front of me

The Queen was so thin That it seemed that she might Snap in the weakest breeze Many doubted her gender And this lead to disquiet Within our already divided country

Swimming in inland pools A summer occupation I was watching you From a wooden jetty Amber Jane Wissland and Paul

It was a summers day Full of high winds The white clouds Were scudding Across the blue sky I was sitting On a concrete step Sketching these errant clouds

Stevie what happened to you I had a accident Wow how awful It is okay Maisie What happened As you know I was having a crisis of faith You often suffer from this state of mind A number of people had drowned at sea Perfectly innocent people fleeing imagined persecutions This troubled me as how […]

like a piece of waste paper this was a rash decision as my coastal window now reflects nothing but a void

My cousin gave me her copy Of Madame Bovary When she returned to France I was told that I must read it In its original language Before I travel on her southern train This will present me with a problem As I do not read French very well Honour Madame Bovary Or we will not […]

Lemonade in Hot Weather The Violence of Blue Ice The Girl with Grey Eyes Sleeps in the High Gardens People of Interest Look into the Rivers of Summer The Age of Empires

Limonade par temps chaud La violence de la glace bleue La fille aux yeux gris Dort dans les Hauts Jardins Personnes d’intérêt Regardez dans les rivières de l’été l’ère des empires