A love in verse


Performed by

Already I’ve forgotten what you wore

Sunday, standing by the fridge; it was black,

And your arm supported the broom you were

About to use; but I remember

The studied intensity about your brow and eyes

As with hand gracing

The air before your face you conducted

Schubert’s B flat Sonata played by Brendel

If there were reincarnation

Through a thousand lives I would remember

Those moments when I saw into 

The soul most lovable whom I most love. 


My Sun

Mind dark and scattered – 

Thoughts all over the place – 

As if it mattered...


On my bonce to the right of the crown

A hallowed patch on my thatch I trow

‘Tis where your snazzy lips came down...