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    • Lesser Known Philosophers.
      Much of the wisdom in this poem was heard nearly fifty years ago, over many sessions  in an isolated village pub,  in the north of Suffolk.   All the wise men quoted are no longer with us. PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM   Some taste wisdom in another tongue digesting […]
    • Who Am I Today?
      If you have not yet reached the need for the  morning ritual described in this poem, know that you have it to look forward to.     PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM     Is it the aging husband with enlarged prostate? The asbestos handler with pleural plaque? The […]
    • Corvus corone corone
      This was written last Summer for a competition,  for a gallery displaying art involving the subject ‘Crows’. Nothing was heard, so I suspect, at best, its still on the wing!   PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM   I see you Crow. I watch your studied nonchalance. Your oil drip […]
    • Morning breeze
      This Haiku came very quickly to me this morning, as I watched the bamboo outside my bedroom window.       Invasion outside – the breeze trembles bamboo leaves like swarming locusts.  
    • Lymphoma
      The cancer is found and identified, the hunt is on! PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM     I do not want to hear about ’The Journey’. I am not going anywhere there is no energy. This is a murderous hunt within myself. I sat for the harpoon tiny and […]
    • Equivalence
      This poem was written whilst on a river trip from Amsterdam to Budapest in May 2017, whilst I was awaiting the results of a biopsy to determine what sort of cancer I had. PLEASE CLICK ON THE ARROW BUTTON ABOVE TO HEAR THIS POEM     Here in Bamberg we are buying history grateful that […]
    • Questing
      I am a strong believer in renewable energy, but it’s not a free lunch.  Significant amounts of energy has to be used to change quartz sand to silicon.   Silane gas produced during the manufacturing process is extremely explosive, and explosions occur.  Another risk is that we currently have no safety masks that can prevent […]
    • Blyth Estuary Evening
      There is a wonderful walk along the line of the old narrow gauge railwayline to Southwold, where it runs alongside the Blyth estuary.  I led a walk for a group of poets there this year, and this was one of the poems that I read on the walk.  We had a very enjoyable workshop after […]
    • As The Light Changes
      The East Anglian Daily Times ran an article entitled ’22 beautiful poems about East Anglia’ in their Saturday magazine insert on March 18th this year. I was very pleased to see this poem of mine on the same page as poems by Sir Walter Raleigh and George Szirtes. TO HEAR THIS POEM PLEASE CLICK ON […]
    • The Last Word
      By way of a change, here is a short piece of prose: In a writers’ group this morning we were challenged to write a short story in 150 words.  The story below contains exactly that number.   The light was starting to fade, and breaking soft waves seemed even quieter.  He stopped collecting pebbles and […]
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Delayed Delivery

In the Spring of 2010 the wind in East Anglia blew directly from the Artic and the low temperature locked us in Winter. This position held until March, when the wind suddenly swung to blow from the South and swiftly brought us the long awaited season change.