About Piquet


I'm a poet primarily, writing in a variety of styles, on a wide variety of subjects. My poetry is evocative and elegaic, romantic and sensual. My prose and my plays have a strong historical basis and I love nothing more that recreating the distant past and taking you there on an exotic journey. Do not expect the commonplace.

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Adelaide, South Australia, Australia
Literature, history, drama, poetry, art, music and much else besides.
Favorite Books:
The Leopard by Giuseppe Di Lampedusa. Perdido Street Station, Homer's Odyssey. The Mysteries of Udolfo by Ann Radcliffe. Shakespeare's The Tempest.
Favorite Authors:
China Mieville, Andrea Camilleri, Christopher Marlowe. William Shakespeare. Homer. Euripides, Sophocles. Aeschylus.
Favorite Movies:
Alien, The Cook the Theif, His Wife and Her Lover. Donnie Darko. Downfall. 300. Monsters vs Aliens.
Favorite Music:
Baroque, Classical, Techno, Trance, Modern dance music, Rembetica, Classical Indian, Andean music, Latin music.


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Topic: World Around You in two words
Posted: 16 Dec 2011 03:45

Tranquil night

Topic: Give something to the person above you
Posted: 21 Dec 2010 16:17

Cute and sexy, just like the Angel above.

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Allauddin...Chapter 5

When the light of your eyes shall make pallid the mean lesser lights I pursue , And the charm of your presence shall lure me from love of the gay “thirteen two.” - Kipling. More or less in unison and more or less in tune the congregation sang, “ Except the Lord build the house; their labour is but lost that build it. Except the Lord keep the city; the watchman waketh but...

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Allauddin....Chapter 4

Like a cobra which has cast its coils spiralling conch-like three times… the enchantress of the world, slender as a lotus stem, bright as a lightning flash, lies sleeping, breathing softly in and out, murmuring poems in sweet metres, humming like a drunken bee in the petals of the lotus, how brightly her light shines. - From the Sarchakra-nirupana Adeline had retired from lunch...

Added 21 Apr 2012 | Category Mystery | Votes 3 | Avg Score 4 | Views 2,007 | 1 Comment

Sonnet On a Journey

  Be still O rolling waves and hear The happy telling of my love, And you frail craft that homeward steer, Let go the driving winds above! Now all you brethren of the sea, Stay a while and follow me For what I tell is true and wise, It cleaves even stone asunder! Love is the light that tints the skies, Truth is love’s glorious thunder. And though the deluge rises...

Added 06 Jan 2012 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 3.78 | Views 1,635 | 5 Comments

Allauddin...Chapter 3

III. Will you conquer my heart with your beauty, my soul going out from afar? Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautious shikar? - Kipling “Of course we never really have time to get away you know, Colonel Peck and I. He is ever so frightfully busy especially at this time of the year. What with government business in its usual state, all we can...

Added 03 Jan 2012 | Category Supernatural | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,076

Allauddin...Chapter 2

II. There was a door to which I found no key: There was a veil past which I could not see: Some little talk awhile of me and thee There seemed and then no more of thee and me.  - Omar Khayyam Two days later Mackay wound his way slowly through the same narrow street; glancing around from time to time and occasionally pausing to look behind. As he did so he cursed under...

Added 02 Jan 2012 | Category Supernatural | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 1,162 | 2 Comments

Allauddin...Chapter 1

I. As I gazed....her countenance changed with her mind As she plann’d how to thrall me with beauty, and bind My soul to her charms, and her long tresses play’d From shade into shine and from shine into shade, Like a day in mid autumn, first fair, o how fair! With long snaky locks of the adder – black hair That clung round her neck……………  - Thomas Hood.   ...

Added 01 Jan 2012 | Category Supernatural | Votes 5 | Avg Score 4.4 | Views 1,365 | 4 Comments


Fair Rose of all seasons; Long enamored of you, The sun searches the daytime Then searches anew, Vainly hoping to snare you In his gossamer light. The stars in their towers All relish the sight Of your dark eyes gleaming And the glint of your smile. Forsaking the heavens, They sail for a while Close to a heart - all knowing, Close to a soul of flame, As the breezes caress you ...

Added 20 Sep 2011 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,138 | 4 Comments

The Dews of Adashino

. Motionlessly, the spider waited. As always, she was patient and vigilant, but her outward serenity belied an inner tension, the instinctive tension of the watcher, the hunter. If her mind could have conceived of time in human terms, it may have told her that the time was four in the morning. As it was, the spider knew that the prevailing darkness indicated that it was not yet time for...

Added 01 Aug 2011 | Category Drama | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.17 | Views 1,779 | 4 Comments

Her Portrait

In a chamber suffused with emotion By the light of innumerable dawns, In a house betwixt forests and ocean, Where the briar rose bristles with thorns; There hangs her portrait in splendour, In mystic silence, forsaken, unknown, In lines both violent and tender And colours of thunderous tone. Her eyes bespeak wisdom and knowing, Her face; enigmatic and ever serene ...

Added 27 May 2011 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 4.8 | Views 1,181 | 1 Comment


Over the years I have paid homage to Japan in many of my poems but the following piece from 1995, seems particularly significant to me now in light of recent tragic events. It is based on an old Japanese folk tale about the Rashomon Gate in Kyoto. The city slumbers ill at ease As winds assail the maple trees, The kiri and the mountain pine. The shrouded moon so dimly shines Upon...

Added 01 Apr 2011 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.86 | Views 1,795 | 3 Comments

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Thank You for the add.... I do love your writing...
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Hey Pete...dropped by to say Hello, and remind you Christmas is just a week away...what's in Santa's pipe anyway? Probably some good stuff...Makes you wonder why he's such a jolly guy...
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09 Apr 2011 02:33
It has been 31 days since you have graced us with a new poem. Hoping that you are going to do something about that soon.
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