My First Orgasm
of regular experimenting,
I could never achieve
that blissful state that others
told me I'd definitely recognize.
but they were anatomical
and talked of labia and uteri
and eggs and swimming sperm
and weren't much use
I filled my mind
with images erotic
from well-thumbed paragraphs
in Portnoy's Complaint and Lady Chatterley,
but these served only to intensify
the awful realization
that I would never enjoy
the mind-blowing experience they all wrote ...
The Old Grey Mare*
She was resourceful, my mother,
she'd been an old grey mare* after all
during the second world war.
'You'd need a face like horse '
she used to say,
'not to find someone.'
After the war, when the magpies dived
during the Spring, she found