All Sanity Is Purple
All Sanity Is Purple written by: Jim Bellamy The hash-pipe breathes, the cedars dourly sway And so...
Jim Bellamy
A Reptilian Discovery
A Reptilian Discovery written by: Jim Bellamy Leering out of tiny eyes, the muddy hands that gripped...
About All Hallow’s Eve?
About All Hallow’s Eve? written by: Jim Bellamy Come scratch ghosts thusfar and if you appear haunted,...
This Grave’s Grinding Know-How
This Grave’s Grinding Know-How written by: Jim Bellamy this grave’s grinding know-how, in torrent and saline slide...
Sweet Child
SWEET CHILD written by: Jim Bellamy reap now, sweet child; my rooms are spare, whose scarce horizons...
I’m Dreaming of a Lemon-Tipsy Christmas
I’m Dreaming of a Lemon-Tipsy Christmas written by: Jim Bellamy I’m dreaming of a lemon tipsy Christmas...
O, This Midnight Halloween-Writ
O, This Midnight Halloween-Writ written by: Jim Bellamy o, this midnight halloween-writ raises ghosts from water. as...
About Recovering Beauty
About Recovering Beauty (after Philip Larkin’s ‘Ambulances’) written by: Jim Bellamy Proud and professional, these beds thread...
Recusancy and After?
Recusancy and After? written by: Jim Bellamy How recusant, the departure of good minds down alleyways, or...
Festive Cheer
Festive Cheer written by: Jim Bellamy And there are fifty Xmas trees Showing the snow on every...
As I Stride an Eerie Scarecrow Road
As I Stride an Eerie Scarecrow Road written by: Jim Bellamy As I stride an eerie scarecrow...
We Cannot Hear The Sleep Of Words
we cannot hear the sleep of words written by: Jim Bellamy We cannot hear the sleep of...
Through A Glass Darkly
Through A Glass Darkly written by: Jim Bellamy And no-one can deny That love is more tedious...
