Unconventionally Poor

Unconventionally poor like a dog without a saw tooth bark I sit in my unconventional chair and write without imagination I speak the prose of Shakespeare, not Barthelme And I wonder aloud well in my head How can this unconventional life be so bad? and deep and lonely when all I want is a friendContinue reading “Unconventionally Poor”

The Mason/Dixie Line

How will I know when i have crossed? There will be a sign. If I’m on the road that is. Anyway, I live in Birmingham not somewhere in America. Unless it’s in my head. Better not say that.  Mark Knopfler, Crosby Still and Nash. Not usually on my playlist but what the hell am I talking about. I listenContinue reading “The Mason/Dixie Line”

Out of Shielding Poem

Out of shielding at last ‘Out?: she asked with a gasp. I think you’re being deliberately obtuse For it’s not my mouth that been out of use It’s the pubs that are closed and the dentist too No more people asking to use the loo We’ve been busy during our shielding Doing decorating and jobsContinue reading “Out of Shielding Poem”