Thursday, 31 August 2017

Rita

She doesn't want the cradle, says doesn't care a hoot, whispers for me to stay, better this than bitter need, if what she states is true, not worried about being free, somewhere down the highway, sun light dances her tune, then she calls for rain, she draws her fire makes peace, there's no night time gloom, at what she wants to be, her long twang and gait, gives everything its due, she knows the Atlantic trade, sometimes we have to pray, when she bends to kiss you, manner easy in her own way, her love is brand new.

Wednesday, 30 August 2017

Reina

Women who tell the truth, are never frightened, the song is part of you, it decants the falling rain, loves pink in August light, it's that river again, those who give always lose, mysteries of their own time, like water gathers on tissue, this one turns your gaze, with dreams of long delight, you listen for the make, a place flowers won't bloom, she makes designs, to mask her sad news, do you remember that tune, that grows like a vine, never fake the blues, forgive generous lies. .

Tuesday, 29 August 2017

Rhianna

As a lover will you tame, nights of ease and thrills, songs you'd sing anyway, the places where we cry, come on love voices still, let's sing a song let's try, 'cause of family's greater pain, need to control your pills, light candles for you again, solace of another time, strain against the hills, dream of warmer climes, take comfort from your gains, ignore the cooling chill, seek providence in the rain, give money to every vagrant, those you love you kill, draw salt for being lazy, think of making a will.

Monday, 28 August 2017

Rora

i am not loath, to note the evening's sky, cut the unending load, when we cross do we say, we are strangers to our lives, a horizon for every day, someone says i'm broken, afraid of kids, family, my kind, someone give me a loan, it's not too late, the sun rises just on time, everything else can wait, there's still a love for me to coax, beyond the path a reason why, all our lives lie open, care is never unhoped for, not drunk enough to try, what's left is best unspoken, God is on the tide.

Sunday, 27 August 2017

Roshin

Take ease it's your due, you'll always drink the wine, but stay away from glue, don't seek a dawn fate, seize this time 'as mine', everyone else can wait, keep to your own virtue, see someone wise,roll dice, philosophers always knew, that comfort comes with grace, an edgy life is fine, without carrying too much freight, think what you're going to do, forget about the lies, they'll always talk of issue, and want pieces of you, on schemes that make you cry, heed nothing more as true, or for all things 'nice'.

Saturday, 26 August 2017

Rona

Oh it's a great exchange rate, this party on the sea, a Baltic Ports get away, who cares for the home, she always goes this way, what gets lost at cabin doors, each day she's at play, the voyage is a feast, sometimes seems like yesterday, how can she ever own, something that dances uncannily, beyond the shipping zones, this life she creates, is living like royalty, her bottle is a freighter, , she sees a dawn fate, in the bars like wooden beasts, men look to hoist sail, who will bend to greet her?

Friday, 25 August 2017

Quamra

You say you once adored me, not always in your dreams, but the way i used to be, now you grieve when i'm at home, not just on your knees, as if i was your whore, you can't still play silly, like the river's spleen, on its way to the sea, look at me i moan, i am not deceased, do you know what i don't, are you looking to achieve, sorrow without release, time to kill your fantasy, a thousand nights i have to retrieve, what's lost through your deem, do i look increased, it's not what it seems.

Thursday, 24 August 2017

Quadira

‘She's really just my crew, maybe you can make me wise', powdered with a smile of glue, at the bar i pray, for a something better time, who can stand this shame. we talk of bitter fruit, and sip at lonely wine, my partner has a screw loose, the ones at other tables, done with her blues, keep clear of yesterday’s game, nothing here to frighten, just the yellow signs, of a poet becoming excited, that her carnation will shine, acts like she always knew, does this desert worry you, who are these writers ?

Wednesday, 23 August 2017

Queisha

You dance on stones, say you're in love again, blue baby out in the cold, public toilets are for the old, no one takes the blame, . only junkies say they atone, who state resist that loan, don't exceed your gains, remember all that you know, move fast with your i'phone, it might help you explain, how far you need to go, the buzz is mine alone, once it gets to midnight, no one hears you moan, blow me big aces, from the howling zones, send lightning with your trains, wrap my skin and bones.

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

Quanita

Mother still has dinner to make, ending it is not child's play, feel my cotton waist, you made me flower, but then you turned away, i will never cower, Yes, i have to state, i'll be making my case, when sunset floods the plain, have to face the power, a family disgrace my shame, i'll dress well, take a shower, wait for signals to change, a summers day it arrives late, you don't struggle to say, this is just a game, whatever by half past eight, up the line i pray, many understand this fate.

Monday, 21 August 2017

Queenie

Crying on the pavement, in bed with her ghosts, a lost lipstick fragrance, she always stayed true, to the trouble she caused, a drunk without the blues, and died shaking the base, listening to Artie Shaw, no longer sedated, when it came to you, the city an open float. cargo boats and other issue, like a schooner heads away, she jolted all our bones, the ones who heard her say, never look away, no one is always alone, literature's your entre', freighters come home.

Sunday, 20 August 2017

Quenata

Who hasn't heard of toil, or the future's clink, a stone within your thoughts, houses bought on schemes, moved in the space of a blink, a furious search for ease, a warm place to atone, bedrooms painted pink, a husband bellows 'are you home', by sun, moon, your sea, hardly lets you think, if any time for certainty, Wurlitzer noise and bright clothes, scares you at the ice rink, a lover makes you groan, flickering inside your soul, it keeps away the drink, whoever does not know, allows you alone to sing. ,

Saturday, 19 August 2017

Quita

Do you welcome your hosts, with a sad eyed gaze, and beautiful soul, it sifts through your bones, within all your ways, unseeing that you're alone, others chase ghosts, for some kingdom unnamed, you're simply broke, for one who's atoned, you'd gamble everything, to stay off the Horse, like a daughter brought home, you’ll marry what remains, even if cloned, drunk at the bus place, you ask for a smoke, no longer the Queen, in your white robes.

Friday, 18 August 2017

Quedesha

You deliver what you would, this is why you bled, before the evening dusk, see life through your gaze, the oranges and the bed, just turn abound your days, yellow sand, tidal wood, don't rush to send, that hard face to the mud, be aware of gentle ways, for your own good, not for others' praise, persuade your lovers enough, if that makes sense, fire will never absolve blood, Miguel de Unamuno said, a little love, does not bring death, but opens up the flood

Thursday, 17 August 2017

Petula

In a blue cigarette haze, knowing what has to be, truth as usual slides away, lies awash on the coast, sheltered by the sea, asks what i love the most, dares me talk of open ways, you say you'd crawl on your knees, if that's the case, Sunday face bright without loss, the house bought by Daddy, doesn't discount cost, it takes a wronged certainty, to wipe my face turn a cheek, think everything of me, ask should you make tea, your life sublime, why is it so easy to lie, say where i've been ?

Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Patsy

Lonely strangled by car hire, kids kicking around the street, try to feel inspired, don't listen to trouble, shoot the breeze, think of laughter past lovers, you can play with fire, but don't let them see, what's going on inside, it's only the rubble, of what you want to be, there is no double, forget your desire, of a life running free, or reaching the sky, if it makes you wild, beneath evening trees, give yourself time, some things never cease.

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Pamela

Chained to their buffers, someone will say, we've got your number, if you listen, you’ll hear them again, make your eyes glisten, but why care to bother, sheltered by rain, dream of other lovers, drinking from chrystal, you've been in the game, never mind the whistles, dish holy couples, blow fire out with flame, you know how it's done, please don't suffer, a lifetime of pain, listening to who's trouble, this time is to praise.

Monday, 14 August 2017

Petra

i firmly determinedly state, you have to atone, she cocks an eye hesitates, looks at the trees, smiles at the cobblestones, says just because i'm free, swears emotion is blackmail, that i'm an old crone, who calmly undulates, the handle of her disease, asks for another loan, my dignity shot in pieces, she puzzles at my face, is it because you're alone, i scream down the place, she's poised won't stay, the psyche in me drones, you're the fool i say, stone within my bones. .

Sunday, 13 August 2017

Pilar

Will you buy me a car, go boom between the covers, don't take me that far, you shout your release, keep open the shutters, is my freedom your reason, screams at the bar, please think of your mother, don't leave her the scars, you'll have no peace, with all your numbers, or smoke ill at ease, with a broad brimmed partner, full of cognac and trouble, lemon sour ugh queen pharma, watch me go la la, things you do for lovers, who can only Cha Cha, tread gently blow bubbles.

Monday, 7 August 2017

Pauline

Who will catch her moans, secrets spill like home brew, the song chills her bones, hair a screed of wheat, shines luminous but under curfew, its the old disease, lavender linen and Eau de Cologne, she whispers to a ravaged few, her feelings are never slow, a granny who sings for free, the song always the Blues, truth no concessionary, than a blonde field cloaked, with an early dew, her drink's rum and coke, it won't leave her ruined, down a public telephone, or make the news, a poet explodes.

Sunday, 6 August 2017

Ola

Feeling tears with every reel, a childhood dance in chains, don't tell me how to feel, at what was never blood, you wouldn't say, how fighting does no good, a cloud across my sea, between shore and certain days, shifting hours and bell peals, it isn't the thrown mud, a manifesto of delay, that says it's all a dud, there's nothing left to feel, no single quatrain, for someone so in need, with lip sticky greed, who lets others make, a mountain from every creed, love lies uncontained.

Saturday, 5 August 2017

Octavia

For all the chances missed, the thousand choices leased, love we think is blessed, do you know what to do, around your knees, a tattered sheepskin to warm you, all within my caress, heaven in our dreams, underneath the brightest dress, the members of our crew, say i'm not easy, but that's not really true, what’s loosed is never unsaid, when orange fires the sea, and we look at death, i didn't learn to kiss, passion doesn't need me, did what i thought best, redeemed by you being happy.

Friday, 4 August 2017

Obelia

You cut me to the bone, words scream a devil's tune, truth is flying home, do you keep the falling light, it comes all too soon, to fill your hollowed eyes, you play with your 'phone, whisper what you would undo, unheard bells have no tone, you gave me no sign, arranging this useless fool, warm beneath your thighs, when we ate alone, a meal you wolfed too soon, you said i brought you down, it amazes me in Faro, the lighthouse through our room, love's not worth a Duro, do you even like the moon?

Thursday, 3 August 2017

Oona

Is that all there is, beside your son, who goes back to prison, birds at dusk settle and drone, rivers are swum, the evening light is gone, your life is his shift, in terms of women, salt provides an earthly rim, like a dog with a bone, he says it's a dry run, for him being alone, the times you've missed, , will always live, stop you breaking into drift, you don't need that shit, stuff you have begun, better give him the jib, feed me wet kisses.

Wednesday, 2 August 2017

Oriana

Don't you worry if you slip, into someone's dance inferno, that you'll lose your grip, just bother to take care, it would be better if, you knew who you were, set fire to your ship, Aretha's on the radio, not just one little slip, Ray Bans in your hair, Tamla streaming off your lips, sunlight twinkling sur la mer, any trouble can be nipped, by one little say so, kissing your finger tips, your waters can run still, you smile and laugh hello, wonder is this your trip. you still have the mojo?

Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Odessa

Eyes blazing wide, our turning sea is blessed, my worries on the tide, all my love isn't less, than her continued why, at some strange innocence, feel my spirits fly, fools are not the eldest, they haven't got the right, my heart breaks in my breast, i don't want to lie, but i'll take her test, an altar to the bride, here in the rushing West, we crush those lonely times, ride horses to mountain crests, my lover chides, dance like all the rest, tears rain down my side.