Swarms of red rose ladybirds Hang heavily in the autumn air We are sharing a drink on our summer seat And should not be there

1 In celebration of my birthday my sister gave me a railway book which showed a likeness of Basel Railway Station on the 9th of

I was left this house in the will of a distant cousin It is quite small and rather scruffy The immediate area is not as

She was pretty A flirt Talkative Energetic Effervescent Gay Good humoured And generous to those she loved So I asked a sculptor To carve a

We are all voyeurs He said  Otherwise glass would not have been invented But what of mirrors? I asked It was God’s first creation So

Pomegranate Purple Was tattooed on the right arm of a female skinhead who passed me in the street It was surrounded by garlands of red

I wish to sleep walk Half awake and half asleep So that I may always smile And never weep   But like many others I

On September the 5th 1940 A Polish soldier Named Joseph Krzowoski Gave my father A book written by Sir Walter Scott On my 6th birthday

Arrived safely as you can see.   The weather if anything has been too hot. George has scorched his bald head. I might have to

As the slender spiders web moved in the gentle breeze Two Americans stood beneath it For it was constructed high   And admired the intricate