Roof-Tops Of The Night

Through the roof-tops of the night
To an urban kind of light.

Making Traces

She's making traces
Inbetween places.

Dave Davies

This is a Kink called Dave
Who knew how to rave
It was habitual
Then he went spiritual.

Ilford Palais '82.

Harbour Haze

Fishing rod and flask
In the harbour wall haze
Silent as you bask
Through an afternoon daze.

Steps

At the top of the stairs
He blew his nose
Combed his hair
And struck a pose.

Sandgate Sea

This is Sandgate in Kent
Where JW Turner went.

Three Bird Station

A misty day
With a
Three bird
Hurd
And a train on the way.

Alley Railing People

They make a swerve
For the curve
They move by motion
In the brick ocean.

Parking Meters

When this city was invented
It was not regimented
And meter money
Is not funny.

The Harbour Arch

Beneath the arc of the arch
Is a tunnel a funnel
A ginnel a gunnel
They're walking and talking
And working and lurking
Towards the tunnel the funnel
The ginnel the gunnel
Beneath the arc of the arch.

The Bench Train

Time to zip into a dot
But there is a missing item
I was here now I'm not
On Wednesday infinitum.