Proper Poetry

"Hi" he lisped,"be back at nine o'clock for news". Nabbing the Mg van, old Al signed out past Clarence: "Keep...

"Single or return?" the clerk enquired. "What do you mean - 'return' ?",  I said, "The journey's all ...

"Humankind cannot bear very much reality."  -  T.S.Eliot It's not so much reality that we can't bear (we wrestle with i...

         Not voyeur but auditeur.          ------------------------------ Embarrassing noises heard from high, the rumbling and moans from p...

Oh hell, my house is full of squatters ! They sprawl complacently in every room, self-righteous residents like sitting tenants, sure of t...

The summer sun discards their vests to slim their thighs and sprout their breasts.

Immature it hangs its head disconsolate and drooping down; in time it swells and stiffens instead turning pale erectile brown like somet...