Shit on me gently my dear friend Do not worry as my nest Is already much soiled I have many mute listeners And that is all I really desire       Outlaw  

Who said that Degas The artist Yes What does he mean Anna It tells you on the box So you are saying that if I painted a tree You would need a ladder So you are saying that if I painted a tree That I might see a tree But somebody else Would see it […]

Sedate Canal Shall we caress the red robin’s breast And share the blood of Christ   Sedate Canal You retain the glowing reflection of the sun Your greed is not impressive   Sedate Canal There is a narrow channel That leads to a dark tunnel Let us admire this vacant waterway   Sedate Canal Unlike […]

Starman On Saturday mornings he rose from his bed quite naked and sat in front of his computer After a busy week he wanted to write poetry He imagined that his words would reflect civil strife death and senseless destruction But instead he wrote poems of exceptional beauty Full of lyricism and grace   Coffee […]

Alicia Poems   Alicia and the Gas Pumps Alicia is standing by the gas pumps Awaiting the first customer of the day But no-one stops She considers this odd Alicia is the only strawberry blond In this the county of the cornfields   Alicia in the Cornfields In a fit of pique Alicia bleached and […]

For my birthday my dear friends purchased an illuminated fish tank Which they placed in the corner of my running room At first it contained no water and the fluorescent light was wasted on me I had little time for my gift But soon my friends filled the tank with illuminated water  And added twenty-eight […]

A Gift of Windsor The adored couple stood still on the Long Walk Tall and handsome  He was looking over his fiancée’s slender shoulders At the budding blossom trees She in her delicate way was quietly watching The Butterflies with the Golden Wings As they studied their brilliant reflections In the mirrors of the late […]

In the latter stages of thin illness I dreamt that I was in Swindon with you Sitting on a bench In Rodney Avenue You described the avenue to me Throughout the years From its inception to the present day You described how a block of martyred flats Had obscured the view to the battered lake […]

Green Clock Face Shiny shiny metallic green Your hands sweep away time with ease I will not wind you up today As I wish to curtail your journey   The Nayland Rock Shelter I would like to think that you are cherished But I spot drunks and other debris slouched within your womb They only […]

I was looking through my photographs recently And found one that immediately mystified me It was a blurred shot of a tit in profile Against a brightly illuminated background It had been recorded on my camera during the last year But I have no memory of taking this photograph And to be truthful I have […]