Isabelle please forgive me As I have not thought about you For many months   Others have replaced you In my fictions Which says a lot about me   You were mentioned in a journal Some days ago And I felt my white guilt return        

Natter’s lighthouse is now automated And the mermaids crofts are long gone Natter is buried in the light yard Nattershone Nattershone Nattershone

Natter Nay was a lighthouse keeper It was the only life he knew He shared his many shifts with a mermaid   She covered for him when he travelled to the mainland Which gave him a great pleasure as the was very beautiful With long golden hair and impressive breasts   Through his mermaid he […]

During the periods of my confinement I often make blush lavender cakes So that I am not forgotten   Being trapped in a lighthouse Is not much fun As everything smells of fish   Including the beautiful and alluring mermaids  

I am walking on a path towards a lake I intend to swim But I feel that the water will be too cold In 1928 my parents sailed with me to India Where my father had considerable business interests My name is Julia My sister is also called Julia I have not seen her for […]

During the fluid months of spring We imagine the long hot summer days But when the summer finally arrives She is often dull and frequently rude      

I saw a magnificent rainbow over Ramsgate this afternoon It was my walking companion for nearly an hour As the rainbow faded I was able to grasp Thousands of small particles of her beautiful gown     A vivid rainbow was seen over Ramsgate on the afternoon of the 24th of September 2020

Dear Pippa I trust that you are well as Phillipa and I are at present As you might be aware I am putting together a collection of a dozen poems which will form part of my forthcoming book Poems that Face the Sea My aim is to illustrate it with a dozen black and white […]

I was in Margate a few weeks ago And decided to visit The Man of the Sea But I was unable to do so as a woman Was standing on the rock next to my friend Posing for photographs which I am sure were very good   Time was short so I caught the next […]

Your careworn face Suddenly became lighter In those weeks before you died It was as if the angels Had returned your light