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  • Mozart AD 2021

    The room was empty save for a bare wooden table Mozart was by the door and I asked for his approval He did not speak but stared at the light window Which was shuttered by heavy wooden blinds I am Elisabeth I said I am Elisabeth of the Marshes Mozart pulled the wooden blinds apart […]

  • Naked in Paris

    My name is Eileen and I am sitting In a beautiful Paris park Watching God create the world

  • Naked in Paris

    God has yet to create the world But I am standing in a Paris side street Sheltering from the rain

  • Margate Sands

    Alice was collecting pretty shells On the smooth but rigid beach Most of the shells were vacant But a few were quietly occupied So she returned these to the sea It was reported that Alice Was walking on the wild waters By those idle on the promenade Yet I knew that it was nothing more […]

  • Singing in French

    My dog often sings in French to me As it soothes after a long stressful day   My cat paints pebbles to resemble pink donuts So I can pretend to eat these confectionaries   I did have a hamster who wrapped itself in tinfoil But it suffocated during an electrical storm   Fabrice my goldfish […]

  • Where were you when music died

    writing this  stupid  fucking  poem 

  • Wild Swimming in the Nude Part One

    Wild wild swimming has always attracted me As I like to feel the freedom of the cold cold sea Against the aging skin of little old old me   Wild Swimming in the Nude Part Two There are three things that stop me wild swimming naked Firstly I live in the Nevada Desert which is […]

  • Circadian Rhythms Wildflower

    Mary was still in bed when I made the coffee I shouted to her and awaited an answer But did not receive a reply Which was normal As she was the Harefield goalkeeper Who was registered by her gift name Wildflower But as she walked into the kitchen Wearing my denim shirt almost indecently She […]

  • Easter Sunday

    The beach was so wide today And it was made to look flatter By the shy slight solemn sun   A branch of a common tree Had been planted in the sloping sands I touched it and knew its hard history   It had not travelled by sea As it was quite dry land dry […]

  • Avignon TGV

    On a day of forty-two degrees just over a year ago I found a phone on a bench at Avignon TGV I tried to call the owner but did not get a reply So I settled for a text as I hoped that she was nearby I did not receive a reply for six weeks […]