Wednesday, 21 September 2016
Victoria
More than any laughter,
love seeps around her knees.
like broken water,
inflated or in despair,
she can cry when released,
or wonder if anyone cares,
but this life isn't hell,
to that other disease,
a used cartridge drum knell,
she stands by the river,
swears she'll never believe,
the games of that woman,
in matters of litigation,
she knows what she's leaving,
a quiet celebration,
times that brought her,
a yellow light of feasting,
she dreams of autumn,
to do what she pleases.
Tuesday, 20 September 2016
Tanya
Her day is just beginning,
she dances in the tide,
fresh and alive and kicking,
she kills me with that spin,
next to me like a bride,
twists her lips like shillings,
around a constant cigarette,
tobacco blonde full of lies,
a dancer not famous yet,
like the sea off Burbo Bank,
her smile beams estuary wide,
arriving where my heart sank,
she isn’t from Ireland,
who never left a family’s side,
but came here alone,
a Medea used to thrilling,
who knows when she can ride,
you need demand anything,
sunlight,water,sky.
Monday, 19 September 2016
Tabbatha
She's happy let her go,
the woman loved you,
friends say she's not alone,
you didn't treat her right,
she sings of past trouble,
now she has another side,
do you understand why,
hair curled, she dances perfumed,
a mirror to your lies,
how she left the ruins,
why lemons melt at Smyrna,
a sea of cotton ribbons,
burned and stinking stew,
forged by your rotting lips,
church bells mewl,
the end is in your flow,
let her reach this room,
don't sow doubt get old,
live another's gloom.
Thomasina
Don't leave your schemes,
with nursing assistants,
joy for lost leanings,
that's for blond curls,
don’t travel that distance,
you were never that girl,
but a shipwrecked rover,
a golden gate sister,
Paver of those coming after,
spreader of resistance,
a ridder of injustice,
you graced by your stance,
how different is midnight,
the burdens of hospice,
angels with white lights,
when death lies dreaming,
'te deum' banish Christmas,
don't expire keening,
no one does it for us .
Saturday, 17 September 2016
Rania
Before you turned to me,
and carried me with your bite,
i knew what it was to be free,
what gave you that legitimacy,
on love i thought was right,
the fire you released,
ships fanned for their speed,
whispered sails at night,
you were my every need,
in a sunlit garden at Thebes,
a power beyond my sight,
you left me solitary,
three days i wept inside,
whole cities heard me cry,
knowing my song denied,
wailed out our island creed,
don't spare me your delight,
like a broken scream,
the furies in my smile.
Friday, 16 September 2016
Rain
On an island is a mission,
behind where cruise ships lay,
she makes it her monument,
any chance number,
for every penny paid,
makes her wonder,
she needs a clear decision,
her mind awash with waves,
from this green oasis,
why she has to run,
by unwashed signs each day,
outsiders walk under,
betrayed by sons and issue,
who only act like knaves,
she hurries to confession,
there is a lovely sunset,
she passes by the wraiths,
her face a sweet mirror,
at a beachouse says a blessing,
for drinkers and the dazed,
all those others gone missing,
whose luck never plays.
departing tourist games,
she hears the laughter,
sees beach like wraiths,
dance beneath sun and madness,
belayed by sons and issue,
they are not to blame,
she skirts around the kissing,
make an unlit confession,
feels the convent'sweet glaze,
a scented loving admission,
touches ancient flame.
night winds sing forever,
fire and distant thunder,
Thursday, 15 September 2016
Rabiah
Please don’t let them see,
why you ring my feet,
i only asked for freedom,
your consoling love,
a village soul and shady tree,
here in this crowded boat,
i sing to you all of woods,
a bitter chant of make believe,
in your eyes all that's good,
we have coursed with blood,
this swarm of human seed,
the only thing we could,
to smell the wound of Syria,
Lesbos and a moonlit sea,
broken what we can't retrieve,
slave ships know our keening,
hands with heavy greeting,
shout ' it's time to leave,'
we melt to history.
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