My garden is covered in Augustan Moss The wooden seat is now quite weathered But it still retains its original view Across the Thorn Bury Fields Towards the Great Cathedral

Please do not decode my poems Just experience them

There is a town in Australia called Violet Town Like many I had never heard of this town Until the day of the terrible train crash I wondered how it got its name And discovered that it was located near Honeysuckle Creek With many of its early streets named after flowers Lily Street Rose Street […]

Josie Only in Richmond Caty Cumdump Popped in to see me yesterday As she had split up from yet another boyfriend She felt upset and worthless So I took her to see Virginia by the river But she was nowhere to be seen (she is not with you is she) We then ran into a […]

Josie Only in Richmond Caty Cumdump Popped in to see me yesterday As she had split up from yet another boyfriend She felt upset and worthless So I took her to see Virginia by the river But she was nowhere to be seen (she is not with you is she) We then ran into a […]

Loves of Linda Was the only White farmhouse In the village I stayed there often During the Summers Orange Linda was my aunt Who had married And divorced a farmer Before she was twenty There were always Six oranges In my room Sometimes I ate them Often I just drew them nature morte And pinned […]

Joe I have written this with your pen Here goes I was invited by a French pal to attend a season A season of short French movies No longer than twenty minutes each It was a refreshing experience as I adore French cinema There is nothing grubby about these small confectionaries Unlike British short movies […]

Boo Astor was going to be the main character In my latest book set on Hydra But at present she is trapped In a vacuum as I do not have The mental energy to write clearly I wish I had the agility of your pen Joe I really do Josie

Where is Jack Jack Your brother Jack He is exploring the parameters Of infinity But should be back At any time Where is Grace Grace Your sister Grace She is exploring the parameters Of oblivion But should be back Within the hour

I stay here mainly because of its history The town talks to me Even though it has been deserted Since the turn of the last century People drop by and are welcomed As I appreciate their company I scratch a living through its heritage History is big business now Or so I am told by […]