Monday, 9 December 2019
Eline
Lit up at some ocean bar,
well within the hurricane zones,
searching for forgotten laws,
only fools pay their dues,
let you drink alone,
leave you here to stew,
you can only go so far,
before the lining folds,
start to skimp on cards,
even without a feud,
on throwaway 'phones,
your ravaged face turns Blue,
your hair is like tar,
Saints reveal their bones,
where is your Da,
the trail is well used,
far away from home,
life circles around you,
yours is not a lucky star,
that hits the right note,
hotel toilets for a Spa,
tales of love a joke.
Tuesday, 3 December 2019
Johnny Four
I throw away the years,
every age has its crust,
the laughs and happy tears,
no life is too short,
for those in whom you trust,
in our toil of waters,
you run like the deer,
with a smell of musk,
in hazy bars you step clear,
I knew you’d be caught,
spinning pennies in the dust,
but never overawed,
what brought you here,
on this tidal flood,
a woman so sincere,
no book or district Court,
hides the fact you’re bust,
or what I sought,
blow flame across my fears,
bring me all the luck,
hope before you disappear,
geese ride on the dusk.
Monday, 2 December 2019
Johnny Three
You won't let me hail,
anyone else to dance,
in rooms of darkest pale,
always play the fool,
waiting for kindness to pass,
no path to you is smooth,
nothing more to say,
so little of pure chance,
when you drive away,
I rage against your feuds,
lilac as a lonely fast,
why do they get to you,
life is like a freighter,
and your face is tanned,
gliding down the freeway,
I’ll tell you what to do,
pull over make a stance,
you're no fool,
whirl me 'round again,
test me for balance,
say what you want to say,
give me another chance
Johnny Two
Stands by my unlit lamp,
a tree, a bridge, shaking,
he waits like a tramp,
listens to some muted song,
who would ever negate,
a need to belong,
better take a chance,
if he plays this game,
can always go to France,
hopes he’s not wrong,
looking at the rain,
stream against a naked bar,
ask how much this path,
shuffles his remains,
no more wounds to lance,
someone will come along,
say Heh Pal this way,
put something in his pocket,
cigarettes and laughs,
beer sipped like champagne,
here he lets life dance,
praises each sweet day.
Saturday, 30 November 2019
Johnny
Wouldn't it be great,
to forget how much we owe,
celebrate what remains,
kick the need to wrong,
when rivers skin our bones,
within us all our song,
I watch for the rain,
tumble down a naked slope,
save us from the drains,
we'll just bumble along,
fly with what we know,
assent that we're strong,
fling the watch away,
shiny as the fallen snow,
trains arrive anyway,
I’ll never let you down,
or worry about the loan,
you have no need to frown,
red lips ornate,
rooms where flowers grow,
pints and whisky chasers,
I never feel alone.
Marta Three
Living here's no paradise,
never makes the news,
why try to be nice,
could as well be space,
stars and sea like glue,
put some food on our plate,
we want a better life,
know what we can do,
away from all the spite,
our song still resonates,
a feeling far from Blue,
wait till you see my weight,
this village is our life,
always something here for you,
under naked sodium lights,
this is what we create,
to sing within our brew,
we don't jump the gate,
home is our easy night,
when we look for truth,
it is where we die,
searching for our youth.
Friday, 29 November 2019
Marta Two
Mornings I ask myself why,
can we ever atone,
stars pale as children’s eyes,
might as well be Mars,
for all they know,
we're still that far,
they eat within my sight,
the wind is black and cold,
you’re here another time,
if it's them and dogs you want,
don't get stoned,
remain calm,
when you hear me cry,
running from a broken phone,
just don’t sigh,
say there’s another scar,
to keep you at home,
a battle is not a war,
no matter how we fight,
or strain our yellow bones,
hold me tight tonight.
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