He, The one who might Have been Don Dressed in rags Now picks oranges For a living Under a subtropical sun Behind, The place He came from A place where He says Power negates destiny Money lust Nullifies the purity Of clemency A place where Even the angels Tote guns Stashed under Wings dyed … More WINGS DYED WHITE
I stole my love’s heart in Vienna Poached her false teeth in Zagreb Yet rather than steal her high heels in Nice I hid them under our bed Once upon a blue moon All her knickers I did nick in New York Yet rather than thieve her suspenders in France I posted them over to … More THE NINCOMPOOP’S LAMENT
That she who was disposed to whisper at the mirror until she broke her own heart mesmerized the stag whose legacy would always be a question mark Through a small hours open window within his watchtower under the solicited gape of that old voyeur moon risqué raw shadows would both indulge and bedazzle
December 1933; 1019 North Roxbury Drive, Los Angeles: George Gershwin is at home piecing together songs for his forthcoming opera Porgy and Bess. Things have gone blindingly well particularly so with most of the melodies done and dusted. In his company is his mate, novelist and poet DuBose Heyward who is trying to write a … More ‘SUMMERTIME AND THE LIVING IS…reasonably good were it not for those infernal wasps’ as DUBOSE HEYWARD SUFFERS FROM LYRICISTS BLOCK!
Had she not had the misfortune to be on the shop till that morning then it would not have been her who sold the slick outsider the alarm clock If so she would never have been the one henceforward vilified from the beginning to the end of time, never have taken the abiding blame … More OF A GIRL NAMED EVE
Even the sanctuary of the squalor of my lowly hovel was, this once at least, welcome following my altercation with the ruffians who sought to steal not just my wallet but my much treasured long eared owl also. That I made it back safe and sound was thanks only to the club hammer I am … More THE TALE OF PERKY BUTT & MR MERLIN
“Well Dr Watson what do you make of this?” “Ah Inspector Lestrade you’re here at last. Well in my estimation what we have is most likely the naked torso of what I hazard a guess to be that of an adult female and from the skin pigmentation I would proffer the opinion that she is … More SHERLOCK HOLMES SUFFERS FROM DETECTIVE’S BLOCK!