• Sitting Targets
    We can talk about it in the car; we can talk about it with the drive Keep your eyes on the road up ahead, (don't forget what we said about) staying alive If we'...
  • Slender Threads
    I saw your picture in the Evening Standard: you were wearing your battle dress I really must confess that I shed a silent smile for you - it had really blown my...
  • Solitude
    Silently I rest in the tall green grass and look steadily upwards Birds sing ceaselessly around me, and the blue of the sky surrounds me strangely Out here, lif...
  • Something About Ysabel's Dance
    In the new hotel on Fiesta Night The staff are bored; Donna Ysabel dances, zombie-like, The guests applaud The colour is local, The tourists are tanned The nati...
  • Still Life
    Citadel reverberates to a thousand voices, now dumb: what have we become? What have we chosen to be? Now, all history is reduced to the syllables of our name - ...
  • Stranger Still
    Stranger still in another town, how normal to sit out the dance, eating the good meal by myself, toasting the empty glass; and they're already setting out the n...
  • Summer Song
    Oh, suddenly things begin to come clear in my mind as I look into the land laid bare by your eyes; E-S/M attractions are working behind my thought, I can't help...
  • Summer Song (in The Autumn)
    Summer song in the autumn, for you didn't catch the colour of the falling leaves So many words have been spoken which you didn't understand and so couldn't beli...
  • Summer Song In The Autumn
    Summer song in the autumn, for you didn't catch the colour of the falling leaves So many words have been spoken which you didn't understand and so couldn't beli...
  • Sunshine
    Oh, suddenly things begin to come clear in my mind as I look into the land laid bare by your eyes; E-S/M attractions are working behind my thought, I can't help...
  • Tapeworm
    When I was a child they made me read word-daggers of quiver and squirm now in the stumbling dark I see I am a worm silently fruiting your garden my sister my ch...
  • The Birds
    Spring came far too early this year: May flowers blooming in February Should I be sad for the months, Or glad for the sky? The birds don't know which way to sin...
  • The Comet The Course The Tail
    They say we are endowed with Free Will --at least that justifies our need for indecision But between our insticts and the lust to kill we bow our heads in submi...
  • The Future Now
    Here we are, static in the latter half of the twentieth century but it might as well be the Middle Ages, there'll have to be some changes but how they'll come a...
  • The Institute Of Mental Health Burning
    It was the first day of July; no wind breathed in the sky when a pin-striped suit saw that the Institute of Mental Health was burning He stood upon the corner ...
  • The Lie
    Such distance to the tips of the fingers, the ganglion loom jerks inside; the body grows steadily stranger but the spirit won't be denied That sharp halogen fla...
  • The Lie
    Genuflection / erection in church Sacristy cloth / moth-eaten shroud Secret silence / sacred secrets Accumulate dust, aggravate the eye Incautious laughter afte...
  • The Lie (Bernini's Saint Theresa)
    Such distance to the tips of the fingers, the ganglion loom jerks inside; the body grows steadily stranger but the spirit won't be denied That sharp halogen fla...
  • The Old School Tie
    Oh the bright young man in the tight-buttoned suit the light beams out from capped smiles to the shines on their lick-spittle books Oh these sharp young sparks ...
  • The Tower
    So: onto the familiar top steps! in cloud-scud moonlight glow the Tower reels I, the blind man, feeling for a path I know don't you know that I'm only feeling f...
  • The Unconscious Life
    I'm in command, I'm in control, I am the captain of my soul Still, I'm uncertain in one major role oh, I drift through the unconscious life, shift through the u...
  • This Side Of The Looking Glass
    The stars in the heavens still shine up above me: how lovely they'd seem if you were with me but you're gone through the looking-glass and I am left to pass the...
  • This Side Of The Looking-Glass
    The stars in the heavens still shine up above me: how lovely they'd seem if you were with me but you're gone through the looking-glass and I am left to pass the...
  • Thunder
    Silence Omens For pain shall come and change shall run down through my heart and shake my knees and NOW it is coming, all round is the humming of the World Too ...
  • Time For A Change (chris Judge Smith)
    Time for a change: I felt bad, things looked strange Home, home on the range Yes, it's time for a change "Well, young man, when you grow up what do you want to ...
  • Time For A Change Chris Judge Smith
    Time for a change: I felt bad, things looked strange Home, home on the range Yes, it's time for a change "Well, young man, when you grow up what do you want to...
  • Time Heals
    Thinking back, it seems that I can lie beside you as I never truly did, in afterglow - no afterwords at all Only writing love songs when it's gone and dead; onl...
  • Traintime
    Along the track the wires are humming in bursts of code like far-off drums Fathering the message: further up the line someone's shouting down the passage of tim...
  • Two Or Three Spectres
    Sod the music," said the man in the suit, "I understand profit and without that, it's no use, Why don't you go away and write commercial songs; come back in thr...
  • Viking Chris Judge Smith
    Looking out forward over the prow of our long ship, pulling our oars and listening to the foam; helmets and sheepskins salt-damp in the sea-mist: We're going ho...
  • Vision
    I have a vision of you, locked inside my head; It creeps upon my mind, and warms me in my bed A vision shimering, shifting Moving in false firelight; A vision o...
  • What I Did
    A pretty pass in the rear-view mirror, it's coming on the overtake I've got to stop panicking, got to stay cool, got to learn to live with my mistakes Overdue d...
  • What's It Worth?
    What's it worth to be safe? What's the way to be sane? I could throw myself at the garden On my hands, Prune the lawn and mow the roses, But I never understand ...
  • Whats It Worth
    Willie, what can I say to you to hold true in your changing life? You've come into a cruel world : little girls can lose their way in the growing night ----- I...
  • Wilhelmina
    Willie, what can I say to you to hold true in your changing life? You've come into a cruel world : little girls can lose their way in the growing night ----- I...