Friday, 21 October 2016

Quita

Alone at the bus station, you ask for a smoke, are you a patient, in the green coat waiting, who goes for broke, the prodigal girl crazy, who’ll sweep elation, like Gypseys fix roads, in desire to escape, wooden benches forsaken, the way you joke, drunk on the pavement, a red letter fragrance, lost in lipstick, a ghost, your bottle taken, dark glasses no relation, telephone your hosts, your heart's not to blame, while pennies fall.

Thursday, 20 October 2016

Quedesha

Your mother said, a drop of blood, does not bring death, not in your stealth, nor for your good, it merely slakes the bed, for sun, moon, the earth, it will bring no ruin, closer to your tread, for the ones who've left, persuade this one to soothe, things that fit together, if that makes sense, yellow sand, tidal flood, a late love at its crest, your house unending, patched and creaked by wood, mend your fences, before the dust.

Wednesday, 19 October 2016

Petta

Do you wonder unsown, beneath evening trees, as if you'll ever know, remembering those photos, of your family, spread all over now blown, in dusty places around, dancing like the breeze, down our street our town, and that one of your Da, the fellow he seized, Mother's words now Pa, looked after, time shown, Sunday suits clean, houses bought,money down, starched shirt, reposed, an army at ease, large hands still foreign, to that history.

Tuesday, 18 October 2016

Patsy

Do you wonder unsown, beneath evening trees, as if you'll ever know, remembering those photos, of your family, spread all over now blown, in dusty places around, dancing like the breeze, down our street our town, and that one of your Da, the fellow he seized, Mother's words now Pa, looked after, time shown, Sunday suits clean, houses bought,money down, starched shirt, reposed, an army at ease, large hands still foreign, to that history.

Monday, 17 October 2016

Pamela

Will you spend, a life of pain, trying to defend, or learn to give, by careful ways, make a shift, blow onto life, where fire makes trade, in difficult times, don't act in holy cradle, within your reign, all flames are wakes, what can you say, dressed in cellophane, sheltered from rain, you can buck the trend, chained to your gains, your love expend, to greater days.

Sunday, 16 October 2016

Pilar

Ok, watch me dance, what you do with lovers, who know about finance, but have no peace, with all your troubles, your features ill at ease, your broad brimmed hat, placed next to Rioja, dark glasses,poor Caritas, you suck on Gambas, with a raging tolerance, shout Hijos de Huelva, at unshaven waiters, who run for cover, are my legs the shakers, that make you prance, our life left to suffer, carry on great artisan, venerate your mother.

Saturday, 15 October 2016

Pietra

You tear me apart, i'm the fool you say, you're not so smart, to fly my web, or hold my face, say it's in my head, you look at the moon, ask wouldn't it be great, to live in Vera Cruz, my sanctity gone, she's poised but waits, in distance alone, the psychiatrist in her, . swears emotion is blackmail, i'll sell my shares, my wrinkled parts, i firmly state, are for your heart, she smiles,hesitates.