It's Twenty Years Since I Dallied with Angus

my Aunty Morgan visits
on her way from her to there
salacious elocution
and a Paddington-type stare

she eats a home-made pastry
with her fingers held just so
I offer rancid butter
but her lips are pursed with 'no'

a single spoon of sugar
serves to sweeten her Darjeeling
but I only wish I had the chance
to sweeten her ill-feeling

she's almost ninety now, she says,
and not long for this earth
if I had Charon's number
I'd be booking her a berth

"Remember Angus Tavish?"
she said. "He wants a bride.
He would have married you and left
a fortune when he died."

at five o'clock she's homeward
and I stoop to kiss her ring
she never will forgive me
for that single Highland fling

Night Benches

Welcome gardens
a respite
from fun fair frolics

Haddon Hall, North-West tower

Leqaving sunshine
for the cool reaches
of the tower

Vicious Verses and Reanimated Rhymes

Vicious Verses and Reanimated Rhymes: Zany Zombie Poetry for the Undead Head (Paperback)

A.P. Fuchs (Editor)

My poem "Certain Standards" is in this, as is the work of several friends of mine on a couple of forums (The Write Idea, Cafe Doom). Mostly amusing poetry about the undead.

Here's the official blurb:

The dead rise. The world dies. Mankind falls and enters Death’s halls. Over 90 poems of carnage, hopelessness and despair mixed with oodles of the living dead await you. Featuring poems by W. Bill Czolgosz, Paul A. Freeman, Keith Gouveia, J.H. Hobson, Rich Ristow, Lester
Smith, Steve Vernon, Zed Zefram, Zombie Zak and many others, Vicious Verses and Reanimated Rhymes will not only melt your brain . . . it’ll tear out your jugular!


Available from Amazon HERE
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Sutton-on-Sea Beach Huts

No sunshine
indicates
no time like the present

The Blue Handbag

On the beach
I ignore the noise
and read

Lost Children

lost boys
only in Summer.
Peter cries