You work in accounts Miss Sanderson-Sweet You are the nicest person That I could hope to meet

You are sleeping Quite naked and free Under the nine window Which has views to the sea

This is not a Jazz Poem

I can remember you at a party When you removed your cotton shirt And spent the rest of the party topless Nobody took any notice of you Your exposure was of no consequence But your exhibition was noticed By the old man opposite Who was unsure of what He was witnessing You waved to him […]

A French actress one said After long non sexual scenes In a movie about an artist and his model That she was quite a modest girl And that the nude scenes Were a gift for her later self

There is a screaming silence In this sun drenched poem The white light is so pure That it almost blinds me

Just a brief glance But a knowing glance You have recognised me After all these years Your friend is too busy With her ruby red lipstick To notice that I am admiring Your Crysede silk scarf Which was my last gift Before we painfully parted I am still in love with you Stella Green But […]

Colourless birds fly over The fragile geography Of this poem HISTORY When I was quite young I asked my aunt about Her legendary breasts To my great surprise She removed her shirt And asked me what I thought of them I was too stunned to answer So it remained our secret Although I can recall […]

What things make you happy Joe French movies I love French cinema Because there seems to be a freshness in these movies Have you a favourite genre I like their gangster movies and their thrillers But most of all I like their summer movies Summer movies Yes What is a summer movie It is a […]

I might see a woman and consider that she is beautiful Yet there are others who will disagree with my thoughts But some women are so incredibly beautiful That all discussions on the subject Will cease before they start