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  • Marie Antoinette and her Sister

    I have a couple of bookends Sculpted in a likeness of Marie Antoinette Yesterday one fell tragically to the floor and lost its head In a fit of deep passion I removed her sister to a safer place Where the mob would not find her

  • A Dog Travelling on a Train

    Whilst travelling onboard a steam train on a preserved railway I saw a large dog sitting in the corridor of the carriage It occurred to me that it was admiring the wood panelling But I was mistaken as it was in despair at the state of the world   We shall be better prepared for […]

  • Wellington Parade

    Sartre once said I am alone in the midst Of these happy reasonable voices  All these creatures spend their time  Explaining realising happily  That they agree with each other  In Heavens name why is it so important  To think the same things all together    What has that to do with us Anna Not much […]

  • Portland Pier

    Nelly and Nora were sitting on Portland Pier They were sharing a sarsaparilla and watching the distant parasols The island was full of visitors as the day was fine Shall we paddle later as the sea is warm? I would rather bathe So would I but there are so many people here I should like […]

  • Gwen John Poem

    Dieppe She collapsed in the street Whilst in transit She was thought to be a derelict Without luggage Shortly afterwards she died quietly without a murmur Her brother had planned to design her gravestone But no one could remember where they had buried her       2018

  • Poems on the Subject of Snow

    Wind from the East Glass tears fall from my frozen eyes As the ice winds scratch my cruel face The ballroom floor is almost deserted Which is a pity as the band is playing my favourite tune Dazzle   Dazzle    Dazzle   Dazzle   Brutal March The freezing sands have covered the early flowers There are no glimpses of the […]

  • Latest Poems Mid February 2018

    Snowdrops The Fair Maids of February Have joined us now Let us climb the church towers And welcome the Spring Journey to the Stars Last night as I was travelling home I paused for a while and looked at the bright stars In the cold night sky For a brief moment I thought I was […]

  • George Barlow

    On each day for over twenty years George Barlow walked the short distance towards the lakeside picnic tables where he enjoyed his sandwiches That was until last Tuesday when he unexpectedly died whilst sitting at his favourite table George had always shared his sandwiches with the gentle gold robins but about a year ago they […]

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