for PATTAYA TRADER 166 (D)

HALLOWEEN HOWLS
There is skulduggery,
there are scallywags.
There are warlocks,
crones and hags.
A ghost-pirate-ship,
there is a coven,
magic and mayhem,
webs are woven.
There's a storm whips
sea-foam into cream.
Creamy as some moons.
My oh my, it's Halloween.

THE TIME WAS
There was a time
I might have said
"Pack your bags girl,"
and we'd have fled
like types of swan
to a warmer clime.
There was a time,
ah there was a time.

There was a time
 not low my means
we'd have bid farewell
to local ponds and streams,
like types of swan
to British wintertime.
There was a time,
ah there was a time.

There was a time
when I'd have found
that to some other
you were not bound.
Like types of swan
from here we'd fly.
There was a time
to touch the sky.

CONCRETE-CITIZEN-ON-
THE-OTHERSIDE
She lived her life
only for the discoteheques,
the drink, the drugs
and for sex, sex, sex.
She's crossed over the big-city street
to lie beneath a headstone of concrete.