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  • Danny Meadows and Prunella See

    Danny Meadows and Prunella See were sitting on the settee watching a 1970s movie called Danny Jones They were not sure what channel they had tuned into Life was a haze Prunella See was drinking Pepsi Ginger After complaining that it was too sweet Danny Meadows and Prunella See were walking along the busiest street There […]

  • 08.30 am Summer

    Adam and Eve Adam and Eve visited my kitchen this morning They were sheltering from a violent storm Which was flooding the town They brought produce from their perfect garden And placed the fruits of the wilderness On my wooden table

  • A Rocha

    Você visitou Fátima hoje e se lembrou das crianças

  • A Temporary Art Instillation

    Today I purchased seven paperback books all written by Paulo Coelho I had no intention of reading the novels My intention was the create a temporary art installation I found a suitable path on Hungerford Common And randomly placed the seven books amongst the buttercups I took seven photographs from seven different angles And waited […]

  • Sitting in the Angela Tree

    There is a field now far from the Westbury White Horse That used to be a wartime airfield Angela and I would climb a tree next to the railway line And watch the bombers as they took off heavy with their payloads The field is still there but it is no longer an airfield But […]

  • Kalinka Krossing

    As I look over the fields of spring buttercups I remember my motherland I would have spilt blood for her But instead chose exile As I could no longer feel The bruised soil of my fathers AW 1938

  • Kalinka Poems

    Kalinka Komrade Leslie was cruising along the Thames With his Russian bride Natasha They were travelling to Algiers A Green Jesus smiled at them From the Hanging Woods Kalinka Kalinka On the towpath near the snowball trees Children sang and danced to the Russian song In the main square of the maiden town A girl […]

  • L’Arrivee d’un train en gare de La Ciotat

    I wonder if the Lumiere brothers haunt this station still Or is it a trick of the light A slight of the eye As the train arrives

  • Victory a new poem from a poet who now sketches

    Victory I sketched for a minute and drew a hunched figure in a cloak The figure was looking into a valley The title of this sketch was Victory Have you written any further poems? Yes There is only one May I see it? It is a slightly mysterious and maybe nostalgic poem But I do […]

  • Melksham Spa

    There is a SPA Near the HAHA Not far from the CINEMA Showing LALA Land