I Used To Think All Poets Were

At Lunchtime I Bought A Huge Orange The Size Of It Made Us All Laugh. I Peeled It And Shared It With Robert And Dave— They Got Quarters And I Had A Half. And That Orange It Made Me So Happy, As Ordinary Things Often Do Just Lately. The Shopping. A Walk In The Park This Is Peace And Contentment. It's New. The Rest Of The Day Was Quite Easy. I Did All My Jobs On My List And Enjoyed Them And Had Some Time Over. I Love You. I'm Glad I Exist.

Never Trust A Journalist.

Bloody Christmas, Here Again, Let Us Raise A Loving Cup, Peace On Earth, Goodwill To Men, And Make Them Do The Washing Up.

When A Poem Doesn't Work, The First Question To Ask Yourself Is, 'am I Telling The Truth?'

My Heart Has Made Its Mind Up And I'm Afraid It's You.