SUN AND RAIN

                                'No duties. I don't have to be profound.
                                I don't have to be artistically perfect.
                                Or sublime. Or edifying.
                                I just wander.'

                                Czeslaw Milosz                     
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Some have appeared in Fidelities (RSA), Kritya (India),
Word Slaw (USA) and Tipton Poetry Journal (USA)

Contents

 
Dogs and undertakers
Writer of texts
My dad the policeman
She  
Baby Jordan, d. June 2005
Old lady
In the train
Flesh and bone
Flying
Still Life
Hospital grounds
Slippery slope
Returnees
Welcome
Trigger twitch
Was, was
Cat
A different place
Ok Corral
The apple tree
12 seconds
Visiting mom and dad
Talking about my geraniums
Juicy in the sky
Weddingday (an observation)
Telly Savalas
My wife, she fell
Art lesson
Dammit
In the olden days, girls
Lennon, John, Dec 8 1980
A child' s voice coming from a bridge
Woodenships
Been gone
Cats and dogs
Black horse
Travelling
Echo
Visiting a museum
Writing
Wynberg, South Africa
Holiday 1
Holiday 2
More cars
Walk the dog
How to submit etc
Hospital waiting room
The beginning
Update    
Q & A
Dear John,
Suicide    
Territory
A hot afternoon
Ending it
A bit of maths
3,2,1,gone
Energy saving light bulbs
Glossy magazine
I want to go to the Dylan Thomas boathouse
Priceless Paris
Lost poem
Posing
Goethe
Great poet
Floating
Ode to John
Of course, silly!
Fish
Waiting and waving
Disaster
    
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