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  • Late Summer Rose

    You are the final rose of the summer The luxury of your colour has not yet faded You drift silently in the late tropical breezes And glow beneath the clear autumn moons

  • Oktober

    How are you Joe I am feeling like shit Why I had the fucking flu jab You were singing about Berlin I often sing about Berlin Why Yesterday I went to Sandgate I found my parents old house In the High Street They left it in 1909 It was much the same as I remembered […]

  • Hidden in a City

    I have walked many miles In an effort to find you Mary-Anne But I have drawn a blank And I am now travelling home As you remain hidden in this city

  • Flat Mornings and Coffee

    The first time I met Norah Was when I caught her At my window calling for a coffee As her girlfriend crossed the road Her modesty was checked by a light blue shirt Which revealed as much as it tried to hide This was another one of those Greenville days That I had begun to […]

  • Ugly Juliet

    When I first met Juliet I considered her Very beautiful But then she changed Her thoughts became infected And now I find her quite ugly

  • Bibles

    Once a week I would visit a slip road Where the whores Offered themselves I would give these poor women Bibles Which were without fail Thrown back at me This slip road Is now known as The Road of the Abandoned Bibles

  • Contre-jour

    My wife is a photographer I am her subject She often points her camera directly Into the sun As I can be seen to vanish slowly Within its arms

  • Au dela

    Au dela Au dela Au dela  I humming repetitively  On the edge of a great forest There is a brightly coloured barrier It has halted my progress I cannot go further And although I have planned this far I have no futureplans I feel a vacancy I no longer have the powertochangethings IshouldbefrightenedbutIamnotfrightened Indeed I […]

  • A Poet or a Photographer

    I have captured your image But it is still wet in the dish I have written a poem about you But my ink refuses to dry

  • Verlaine

    I have invited my best friend To spend a weekend with me In the town of Ramsgate We have agreed to share a room With fine sea views But not to have sex together As this might spoil our friendship Mathilde is lying on her bed She is quite naked I have placed a book […]