Author Archives: Maggy

Poem 1 – At The Gate

Inspired by this knackered St. Peter outside the Uffizi (the day job)

AT THE GATE I’m arriving at the pearly gate, I think too early, not too late I’ve learned from Granny hanging round Does not endear you to the crowd I laugh out loud as I first see St Peter, he of Galilee “You’re such a Read More

What Albert Told Marilyn

WHAT ALBERT TOLD MARILYN (Shortlisted November 2012 SSC)   “Goede middag” Sebastian presented the menus to the only couple in the dining room, automatically wiping the table with a cloth. He was shattered. He’d worked till 4 a.m. then Laurens  dragged him from sleep at Read More