I would like to travel to the South Seas and lay naked in your strong arms I would like to share perfumed tea with you

I almost died in my dream As I had become trapped When my one time school friends Stormed the hill that we were defending Most

What is reality Is there a reality Or is it all a dream I have just drifted Though a day Full of spirits I have

Not many summers ago I saw a beautiful Jewess With raven hair and raven eyes Weeping by a wooden fence I enquired about the source

Miss 91 was my art teacher who once a year would help us to decorate parts of The Ride in preparation for the annual award

Is the name of my cat As it does not answer To its birth name   It is a difficult creature Much given to fighting

For a few weeks not long after my seventeenth birthday I had an affair with a married woman She was the wife of an army

Henry is dancing In three counties With Daphne Jill and Christine   Henry is counting In three cities In Paris Rome and Berlin   I

There is a cross yes a cross a cross rigid in the snow Look past our winter garden into the brittle orchard It is there

I am not going anywhere today As the line is blocked No trains will run So I will return home And enjoy a coffee Later