Saturday, 31 March 2018

Yayla

Before you came for me, who carried your light, of love across the sea, they say it isn't you, in whispered prayers at night, do they know the truth, somewhere in my deceit, I lost all the signs, we're supposed to believe, even with that news, a power beyond my sight, I can never claim virtue, love's a bitter feed, it discerns and asks why, not something you can clean, wolves howl at the moon, words spoke ill at ease, some cloak an open tomb, broken call on my knees, won't you wait a while, if you would only see, love lights my smile.

Friday, 30 March 2018

Yola

We can never say, who'll warm our bones, when we've been away, the picture's not kind, she can cry but she won't, home is not right, do thoughts work this way, the same as in war, when things become plain, like the harvest light, with hardly a sound, hung under a gentle sky, maybe she'll take a train, like last winter's love, that came around this way, a horizon once bright, she navigates alone, feels that it's right, a line on her face, she'll just carry on, everyone feels pain, bearing that wound.

Thursday, 29 March 2018

Xena

Love holds the door ajar, your hair falls down the line, you don't get very far, but sit around a Pool, trees bend wave in time, who can bear their news, or ask about your Da, just another wine, lonely as a shooting star, the money he tooled, in a poor jaded light, sunshine just for fools, home another car, furnished by mother's cries, no room for chairs, swear you're no fool, to forget the hurt inside, or that other part of you, that sits on the bar, and sees the morning rise, hit the highway burning tar, do you need your eyes?

Wednesday, 28 March 2018

Wanda

He won't break you, without a wail of pain, what it is to lose, scrubbed by fire, you don't know what to do, except resist desire, he tempts you with a Brew, on yellow sand makes haste, what's not to choose, like a bird on a wire, it's hard to disdain, what is up for hire, know what you've been through, don't laugh uncertain, your bones tell the truth, his tongue won't ask why, you live without stain, or forget that patch of sky, your heart seeks good news, follows down the lane, some things you can't fool, you won't see him again.

Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Winnie

She says from on high, is that the sea, you have to wonder why, if it's all true, is she as bad as me, wing tips shine like jewels, a diamond sun sears bright, she has hopes of eternity, I say I'm fine, what is it with this crew, she says breezily, we'll sleep till noon, sailing the sky, it doesn't bear scrutiny, in a cold cabin light, we're so sad and cool, who can hold our sympathy, everything we say we do, on these long flights, we drink for company, we know we're right, leave us in peace.

Monday, 26 March 2018

Virago

Her manner always myriad, where a life is blown, unlike mine let it be said, never mean she calls the sea, an artists bright unknown, for this old has been, if in danger of losing cred, she cries don't frown, says I'll see you less, you never leave this street, and cannot pray for calm, she shakes her keys, with lipstick instead, her skin golden brown, she lights my bed, a loving heed, for all I've known, not for her a sense of ease, our daily bread, is warm as toast, she who lightly treads, down my path alone.

Sunday, 25 March 2018

Valentino

What it means to cry, within a screaming gale, no use trying to lie, in your bones, you don't need a trial, to find yourself alone, studying a time, when all your measures fail, and you search for style, can you atone, when love forever fails, and shame marks your home, flip a coin see the sky, talk of finding sail, you always leave this way, drink wine from broken cones, search for desolate mail, throw stones at ghosts, say it's worse than jail, forsaken all the while, when you hit the trail, walk that lonely mile.

Saturday, 24 March 2018

Victor

We stretch out sunny days, your smile's an absence seen, now you're going away. you bring me the news, like a gunman's face, when you know the truth, falling with the rain, on St Anthony's quay, it kills then leaves again, looking for something in you, a need to find some ease, no more village blues, tho' I work and save, whenever there's a need, I always feel the nail, the love we tooled, always makes you queen, but now you're cool, meeting friends in warm cafe's, a burned out empty feeling, maybe hot tea and cakes, something leaking.

Vinnie

Is it just in time, your mother's greeting, who dances a different rhyme, she won't hear good news, anything that's easy, covers up the truth, love is the real crime, a stamping ground for envy, no hint of being fine, why disguise the news, she doesn't do breezy, or let anyone forget you, the time you spend inside, you shake your car keys, it only nourishes the mind, why disguise the Blues, every day's no Odyssey, but she's no fool, if you need explosive ease, in what you cannot find, or nothing seems to please, she buys cheap wine.

Friday, 23 March 2018

Uta

All of life brings hope, don't disturb the waves, or worry about the rope, never stoop to choose, or firmly close the gate, on hell you live through, you're not a dope, to encourage open play, as if you had no scope, if you want good news, let others stand and gape, what you give is true, wonder if you'll cope, you'll always have your say, stand tall don't mope, separate the Blues, for a distant tide or sail, a ship goes with you, something you can clone, it's never too late, what you achieve alone makes you great

Wednesday, 21 March 2018

Ula

Nothing else to gain, a knife to your throat, is this a holy escape, they'll arrive soon, frenzied on the waves, sneering at everything that's true, you'll survive the wait, step closer to the zone, temper fear, never hesitate, or mind their hooks, you'll always have a throne, forgive wayward looks, heal your broken gaze, you're not a rolling stone, like a Brigand seeks escape, no need to swoon, don't worry about the rope, you are no one's fool, it's not too late, they will swear and go, you can come home, you're too cool for fate.

Una

Do you cook with gas, turn the flame down, make your love a blast, face like a stone, the way you look now, it's not worth going home, silken men who're trapped, when you're in gowns, always collapse, they ring you like ghosts, life's not your own, to stay at your post, drink wine aghast, your head like a clown, a scarf worn for Mass, won't leave you alone, consider them gone, pick up your tomes, there's just enough past, to make you hurl, say enough, Basta, you're never that girl.

Monday, 19 March 2018

Tina

You look like you rule, dancing off the bread line, who taught you the rules, you think you're great, at other's demise, stop before it's too late, what makes you so cruel, stuff going on inside, the face of Miss Cool, even in pain, your eyes are like fireflies, looking to make hay, the way you doodle, cooked over lies, is this what you do, here in this game, a race for your life, who holds the reins, a cracked open pool, may offer you hindsight, but not born to fool, if anyone asks why?

Tiata

Unpack your dreams, I don't want to atone, what isn't for me, I'm not a loon, who just wants a throne, in searching for love, the life of all has beens, who live through their ghosts, is that what you mean, even if I knew, you once burned the toast, it's not something to rue, not really my scene, that you try to clone, or face withered leaves, hate what I'm doing, a knife to my throat, does that keep you going, you know where I've been, don't let out a groan, stifle your screams, play the rolling stone.

Saturday, 17 March 2018

Tamsin

My lover asks, were you ever born, how come nothing lasts, where are your ghosts, the dreams you have torn, that won't leave you alone, I adjust my glasses, stroll through a field of corn, I know my past, don't ever throw stones, at what you've known, it helps you to grow, I like the chit chat, am not a fool don't fawn, before anything like that, with me in your bones, I can create a storm, every tune has a tone, the clue's in the mask, where no one's forlorn, a heart without scorn, I'm built to last.

Timmy

This is not me, jelly for thoughts, each day of uncertainty, a useless fall from grace, cast adrift forlorn, do you really want hate, or foul reason, to laugh when I'm caught, spitting in the lee, she reads this and shakes, absence from my call, screams why I hesitate, waiting for the seasons, wonders if I'm born, squaring for the next scene, she raises the stakes, a fear of being torn, I have to act brave, who can dream of empathy, sitting on a wall, boom of a broken sea, when she dances on thorns.

Thursday, 15 March 2018

Tommy

You ask if we'll cope, can you help, to look after our home, just be a leper, away from the Pen, we've no need for grease, stay out of our zone, you might mean well, but we're better alone, don't wrap us in sheets, measure our chrome, we know these streets, we roll with the blow, on bar stools and weather, our skin needing soap, a long gait and knees, we are not lepers, laughing through our broken teeth, throw away your rope, don't stand there bereft, our pockets might need hope, but there's always heaven.

Sarah

What if you care, that pull on my traces, don't you understand, the tune in blue trees, a web across my face, spun on the breeze, you still need to share, heaven's no kissing place, when you send me there, in chains to the sea, unlike your gaze, those hymns to serendipity, hard to know what's fair, when your voice is raised, lips that snare, down fallen streets, no one leaves or hesitates, sugar sweet, you're not a liar, to sing so great, were you aware, of feeling that way?

Tuesday, 13 March 2018

Sally

You can sometimes squeeze, from all breath taken, a manner to sleep easy, she sings take me soon, walls washed grey, from hospital rooms, outside is a magnolia tree, love marks her day, it turns in the breeze, it's not her tune, this lousy disease, the wind starts to boom, forget the inner frenzy, her bed's like a cradle, you can smell the sea, she sees sunlit avenues, Paris, Marseilles, not somewhere opaque, but free from bad news, in this house that creaks, she listens to the rain, she turns to speak, says this is what I want to say.

Monday, 12 March 2018

Sadie

You sift through trouble, don't get frightened, he'll no longer shove you, before you throw, him entwined, to all that you loathe silence is the hub, a source for your crime, hands that you scrub, laugh at the cold, hear the clock chime, they'll never know, remember that love, forgives broken lives, it sings in your blood, before you go, check the earth outside, and all that he sold, you pull on your gloves, take your time, shoulder what's to come, drink some wine.

Sunday, 11 March 2018

Samuel

For each little bit of you, if anyone enquires, give them no clue, life isn't a stone, taken to the fire, why should you atone, your little cup of ruin, is no more than a choir, you can still play tunes, you know in your bones, it poisons your desire, but leaves you alone, whoever reads the news, see who's for hire, find your own truth, if no one 'phones, when you try to inspire, forget your home, dance a poor man's Blues, sing on the wire, you always pay your dues, you're not a liar.

Saturday, 10 March 2018

Samantha

Drunk enough to ask why, accept she's been chosen, before you deny, laugh at all her crazes, what she tries to provoke, with stupid phrases, sing instead her favourite lines, our time goes by unspoken, accept the heaven's cry. outside of your praises, neither shrink nor coax, those wonderful stations, at the grave in time, to verify love's soaking, a cloud sails the sky, what settles on your faces, laugh at cold bones, before you blow the traces, a flower at your side, just some little token, more than any pride, run from being broken.

Friday, 9 March 2018

Raymond

Why live in a haze, sheltered from the wind, battered like cellophane, best not to moan, or burn a holy candle, life is only a loan, why jump the trains, scour the land, for a perfect phrase, in your worn out clothes, enjoy the contrast, you're not on your bones, make a step change, blow the ten grand, find love instead of trade, when someone groans, you don't understand, move out of that zone, chained to your days, can your heart expand, in greater ways, or not understand?

Thursday, 8 March 2018

Robbie

Look at the moon, a spring tide today, everything comes around too soon, the birds who have flown, seeking a way, singing as they go, my eyes dart I'm cool, say wouldn't it be great, to make it somewhere new, in a hurricane zone, where no panic reigns, encircle the loans, somewhere not cruel, but poised sedate, I'll scatter the dues, problems the wind blows, emotion's just a name, for a love that's gone, my good parts aren't Blue, I can firmly state, you'll love it there too, high above the flames.

Tuesday, 6 March 2018

Reina

I need another home, help me to say, what you know is gone, what I need to do, unravel the waste, how unlovely the truth, in troubled zones, I create solace every day, try to feel never alone, the sea is lemon blue, cafe's swell with rain, it brings nothing new, here in my bones, I try to stay sane, can I ever atone, what's sought by your nephew, especially en flagrante, don't know who to shoo, brilliant stones, whisper your name, waters groan, echoes my disgrace.

Rick

Who can just smile easy, knowing what to say, when a spirit's released, a high heeled slumber, stones, wreaths, grave, it makes you wonder, a coward's retreat, finds no hope or shape, I'll find it one day, did I have your number, when you say, live life unencumbered, my insides screech, tunes jingle and play, I see you in the sea, waste of time don't bother, I'm the disgrace, you roll in the thunder, hoist by my own conceit, a certain rising too late, eager to squeeze, memories of your face.

Monday, 5 March 2018

Ruthie

The love you show, dissolves gives way, a fool in every bone, is it in your creed, to circle every day, are you brave enough to see, in garment sewn, by a drunken oblate, is this what you know, stones, flowers, pieces, to keep you engaged, you want to be free, is this why you've flown, not only the shame, makes you sing as you go, a sea house by the sea, bring whisky for your pain, try to be happy, brilliant stones, whisper your name, Spring's in full flow, find your own pace.

Sunday, 4 March 2018

Roberta

Whoever owns the night, the wind hushed fog dunes, makes you wonder why, she keeps a cheerful home, beats away the blues, always on the go, forgets the bitter times, all the cool untruths, bars, rain, gloom, suicide, dreams of New York, always glad to see you, since thank Christ you phoned, the air splashing by, searching for truth, some waste all their lives, others touch the stones, kid themselves to look, what they had before, She whistles at freedom passing by, laughs and hums a tune, says it's stupid to lie, this is what I do.

Saturday, 3 March 2018

Queenie

it just goes to show, I don't need your ease, in some lane dead slow, be witness to your sighs, care less about your homes, or your weary lies, suck Linguini think of loans, it takes energy to release, my frozen bones, instead of the jibes, I'm not someone to lease, you won't hear me crying, is this what you know, how to strip out dignity, keeping up a cheerful tone, don't try to be wise, it's nothing to me, I've marked many nights, better face the blow, i float on the breeze, heaven's in my soul, no need to say please.

Friday, 2 March 2018

Quereshna

if you knew how to give, we wouldn't need, seek a place to live, this is no child’s game, around your greed, chasing our days, what about the kids, with all their surly needs, have they gone adrift, golden rings can't negate, you hit them on the breeze, why you send them away, with all your woven fibs, think it's just a wheeze, still banging the lid, only fools hesitate, bring your days no gifts. is this what you dedicate, living life in drips, not a loving big sea, the yellow light hid, something to be squeezed?

Thursday, 1 March 2018

Pammy

You who always slight, priest's robes of purple hue, should see these cotton stripes, like the sea of shanks, your smile arrives on cue, beams while I sink, put on my crass disguise, a lover of the dunes, try to make myself wise, she hugs like a tank, asks me why so blue, your hair is not yet lank, it blows around your eyes, Fox TV's fake news, that's no bridge of sighs, you're no dismal crank, give your heart some room, I'll call you Hank, she will pay these fines, there's nothing she refuses, her outrageous shine, makes me laugh like Jesu.