no oil or pitches
to make tender...
Dreaming jellyfish
Sing their song...
The Rialto’s too busy to catch your breath
amid hustling tourists clogging the wall...
Order appears to be
a loose concept in Cairo...
It’s 3am and all through the house;
Not a creature is stirring...
I was home alone..
Reading a letter under a candle light...
The name is Claus,,, Santa Claus
yes, all said, in a Roger Moore pause...
I'm going to write a poem
And try to make it rhyme...
I lock all the doors and the windows I latch
You might be cunning but your prowess I match...
I wrote 9 poems in the bath last night,
Every stanza...
I dare not try to look back
But my other senses do not lack...
I think I lost my car but maybe it's been stolen
I'm sure I put the handbrake on, I hope that it's...