Poems Of A Backwater Visionary

No Reason

We Are These People

I Am a Despret Man

Early Spring

Zoo

Gentle Men of Gentle Books Know This

That Strange Bravery

Pure as Spring Water

Woodblocks and This Poem

Being 10 Years Old

Like a God I Love All Things

And Also I Have Felt God

Thumb Print

Soho 1972

The Names of Those Ive Wished Dead

The Silent Knowledge of Ants

Dead Funny

Waterloo Station

The Billy Childish

A Sad Donkey and a Fat Man Smiling

Failure

31st August 1997

Every Grain of Rice

Chatham Town Welcomes Desperate Men

Only Poets Piss in Sinks

Ants Moths and Picaso

The First Green Horse God Has Made

The Man Who Thought He Would Never Be a Father Is a Father

I Wear Broken Shoes in the Houses of Prostitutes

I Am the Strange Hero of Hunger

My Fathers Gift

You Have Allways Been With Me

Love the Jaws of the Lion

We Have War Becouse We Love War

I Am an Angry Man

Huddie Poem (About Lien in the Blud Soaked Towles Cradling You in My Arms)

The Bitter Cup

Evidence Against Myself

The Shed

Car Alarms Weep for Me in the Nite

Summer Slugs

Fire Fire Fire

The Lion Tamer of Boundary Rd

The Five Pound Note Tree

Rochester Bridge (Evening)

Knight of the Sad Face

I Am a Knight of Honour

Let Us Be Plain

The Extra Flesh of God

I Come With Shin Bones Like Knives

The Day Is Falling Against the Sun

Red Squirrels and Robins

The Approval of Others

Art Is Here

The Jewesses Hand in Formaldehyde

Joined by a Single Thread With Truth

Expectations of Myself

The Shoe Shine Boy of Lisbon Age 74

The Last Flies of Summer

I Have Been Lying All My Life

Woodcutter

Coelacanth