A message down every line As I write every secret inked line My beautiful ink silver pen I start to write on my fresh crisp page

Angela’s picture on its way to Melbourne, Australia September 2022

The old man stood proud He remembered the Great War in which he fought Many of his young friends fell or badly injured

I want to leave this place Let us make our great escape Take my hand Let’s escape this desert land Let’s take a ride

It is a sweet dream A field of sunflowers shine In the deep purple sky The sunflowers grow, so gracefully tall Trying to catch the snowf

Do not bend your head The beaming sun shines in your face Don’t let the wind blow your petals away Grow wonderfully tall

A beautiful work of art Is historical Kingston Upon Hull? It is difficult to know where I should start

In the shining sky Rippling calm sea Dark cloudy skies The wild wind does rise The Lion of the sea comes alive Wide eyed

Bringing the make believe house down Moving the sofa out As the paper wall falls down As I look around I am split in two

Please don’t stab me in the heart I admit defeat With your dagger You tear me

How I wish I could hold onto the past No longer tangible How I wish I could hold onto you I still remember how you felt I still remember

I was invited to this most fabulous place Mr Bluebird thought my poetry had some humour and grace He took me under his experienced wing

Just ordinary paper people Paper people each with their very own story to tell It may never reach the print of the major newspapers

The enchanted fairy has great moves She is the most sophisticated fairy Wearing her stylish one-off trunk tail dress

An uncontrollable spillage of sweets Escaping the red and white paper bag The paper bag crunched and badly creased

Flying in a tin bath with wooden wings A flying aeroplane Held up by macramé ropes Tied up in strong sailing knot’s Holding everything up

Purple Palm Tree Boulevard Dark silhouette palm trees Reflecting in streamlined rippling water Purple mountains

A unreal royal naked romance The naughty princess The prince Rips off her pink floaty dress She releases her tiara

At night it’s hard to sleep The demons circle Awake Asleep The demons find me They circle

Her nakedness no longer a desire Banished from his thoughts for the time being Her number one fan no longer desires her