The potential of a life of clinical debauchery had its delectable merits, more so when one had the ear of The Pope. Better that than a lifetime of tedium, kneeling upon cold stone with glued palms and eyes closed tight dreaming only of forbidden celestial flesh. Given that hara-kiri was not of his fancy it … More THE HOUSE OF VIVID MEMORIES
Cairo smelt of sweet dates, sweat, camels dung, hashish and tangible fear white noise barter and banter in the bazaars irked her more than a little also, she noticed that the wily toffs, those gaudy suited moneyed ones donned the reddest fezzes, wore ‘hammer and sickle’ fashioned cufflinks bewildered she took the last ocean liner … More LESSONS OF LIFE & HISTORY
This early morn In a fragment of a dream Called to mind Soon forgotten The owl returned Gave me a backward glance Then flew away The mischief was done The august silent Slayer of the darkness In an instant Stole my eyes Left me with just Vacant sockets I could still feel … More THE DAY THE OWL RETURNED
THE MONKEY WHO LIVES DOWN A HOLE “I can hear down there, are you alright?” Said the little blond girl on the knoll, “Of course I’m alright,” came back to reply, “I’m the monkey who lives down the hole!” “But monkey’s live up in the trees,” she said, “Here I’ll help you out … More THE MONKEY WHO LIVES DOWN A HOLE – On how one wrong word can ruin a ‘silly’ verse for a small child!
