There’s no foe

The mind inhabits every body cell

When we’re tense the mind is tense as well

Thoughts are strangled choked the mind is crazed

All our body cells this crush obey.

Suspicion narrows eyes. And purses lips.

As we tense, the mind itself will shrink

Turning violent, hearts attacked by pain

No good thoughts are nurtured by this strain

How can we relax and trust once more?

The war dead moan, the Jews scream, Ariel roars.

Feel the pain precisely, let it go

Warmer heart remember there’s no foe

How to successfully waste even more money

Why not buy yourself a brand new winter coat in your favourite colour even if you already have 10 winter coats

And since the autumn is coming on why don’t we subscribw to our favourite magazines as the weather gets bad and we can’t get out to the newsagents to buy them.

Doesn’t every woman deserve some new new leather boots for the winter even if it never snows where she lives.

Why bother to go shopping stock up your food cupboard or fridge when you can order a takeaway delivered to your door every evening?

Oh maybe one of your friends would like to eat in restaurant with you. You can pay with your credit card.

Why not start the academic year with a new watch so that you get to the lecture room on time and don’t take the students waiting.

If you work in an office that’s a reason to buy a new watch

Your sister will need one too.Buy online and have it delivered. You need to show how much you love her and you can’t see how to do it without spending a lot of money

Because everybody else including your sister will buy one and you can get some with red straps and red faces that will keep winter depression at bay. Though it might bring on panic disorder when you get new credit card bill and then you have to pay a therapist to help you with your depression

Then you might think why am I wasting money on the cheap therapist when I can spend 10 years in 4 times a week Freudian psycho analysis. That will help me to get to the bottom of why do I waste money on things I don’t need and it will also make me bankrupt at the same time

St Margaret’s Bay

St Margaret’s Bay,the lighthouse,the green grass

,The Kentish light,the avenues of glass

See across the Channel where they hide

Drowning migrants rolling on the tide.

Who are they,we say in cruel tone ?

Jesus lived in Bethlehem, not Rome

Higher climbs the butterfly in sun .

Disappearing, burnt to Kingdom come

The heat in the corridor

Alive but with no vital signs so needs a placard.

Alive though half dead with a cold; what are the options?

Alive but can’t hold a conversation.At least not with a doctor

Alive and very hot today.

I didn’t know this was a brothel.

Died but was propped up by pillows till the next shift came on.

A lack of human kindness

Died of grief but still breathing.

Suffocate with a pillow asap

Died but not yet buried

They can’t stay here

Waiting to die till the full moon shines on the bed.

We don’t cater for that religion

Died when it was forbidden.

Too late now

Died with full consent.

Of whom?

She will die when she climaxes

What time period are we looking at?

And what has the climate got to do with it?

I don’t know either

Oh,aye

He never met my eyes.

You knew he never kept appointments.Whete did you put them? On the piano?

Maybe they rolled inside.

Is it a Grand?

A grand, it’s a long time since you bought a piano.

Well, how often do you buy a piano?

It depends on the children.

How?

They hide inside.

Did they meet your eyes?

Only the glass ones

I think I will put a mask on

What sort of mask?

An I mask, of course.

Musings at dawn

The purple mauve of morning fades away

The sky is soft pale blue,the sun is high

My light reflected in the melting dark

Looked like sunshine soft yet strangely stark

Then the light went out and I felt dim.

I cannot see but that is not a sin

I drank more tea and mused upon my life

Good and evil, fighting in the light

Let Love be strong and further love incite