Tuesday 25 April 2017
Tina
How you hide your pain,
while a lover somewhere weeps,
closer to the flame,
a flicker at your gate,
when you try to sleep,
lock in your battered gains,
like brigands fight the tide,
heavy, scarred, ill at ease,
silver cups your eyes,
do you plan to wait,
make your body seep,
from sail or distant animate,
which might include your flight,
coin and notes that crease,
always to be right.
an arc of scurried waves,
a map, some perfume, please,
you won't try another way,
or merely smile release.
u i o
birds thrum their tune,
scientists of a global nigh,
your mother prays to atone,
smoking her Camel Lites,
just to worry you,
kids on yellow block
reel
regular as the five and dime,
she pulls at my traces,
the moon is her nosegay
it haunts her face,
shudder with each wine,
think of the next engagement,
in the evening gloom,
other shipwreck signs,
of someone else's purlieu,
learn to dance don't get blue,
ignore those cool untruths,
give me just one more time.
what comes to meet you,
the decks that grace her due,
each sea green evening,
she dances on Hawaii,
thats what she'd like to do
0, soft a
frustrated by home,
supped thin by water,
she's ready to go alone,
tuned/ wound
dances free without control,
your lips can only croak,
on the porch storms flare,
moan/ away
i
your consoling pain,
between you and your claims,
Monday 24 April 2017
Tracey
Why mix me your blend,
or leave me tattered dreams,
call me a lemon friend,
hurt me with your truth,
and twisted ballet scenes,
with perfect bows and perfumes,
quarry me pink or tend,
take me to my knees,
gently ease your stipend,
run a knife of glue,
dance feather like as a bee,
across a bridge of wasted tunes,
don't make me bend,
if you’ve someone else to see,
i won't become a trend,
face to mine in the end,
satin shoed tambourine,
you know what to lend,
talk is cheap.
0, soft a
frustrated by home,
supped thin by water,
she's ready to go alone,
tuned/ wound
dances free without control,
your lips can only croak,
on the porch storms flare,
moan/ away
i
your consoling pain,
can ask what they like,
but you tell me lies,
i dance my evasions,
whisper to the night,
between you and your claims,
the peace of moonlight,
burns on my fire,
it doesn't feel right,
u i o
birds thrum their tune,
scientists of a global nigh,
your mother prays to atone,
smoking her Camel Lites,
just to worry you,
kids on yellow block
reel
regular as the five and dime,
she pulls at my traces,
the moon is her nosegay
it haunts her face,
shudder with each wine,
think of the next engagement,
in the evening gloom,
other shipwreck signs,
of someone else's purlieu,
learn to dance don't get blue,
ignore those cool untruths,
give me just one more time.
what comes to meet you,
the decks that grace her due,
each sea green evening,
she dances on Hawaii,
thats what she'd like to do
Sunday 23 April 2017
Stacey
Are you happy to be turned,
does your blood runs cold,
she’ll make you learn,
fanned by shadows she skirts,
around what remains unspoken,
never again her smile unfurled,
frustrated by home,
supped thin by water,
she's ready to go alone,
she laughs on the stairs,
hears a lonely hooter moan,
a chorus from the Fair,
she 's leaving this joke,
dances free without control,
your lips can only croak,
on the porch storms flare,
the outside light is broken,
she steals away unaware,
a future made of tokens.
i
your consoling pain,
can ask what they like,
but you tell me lies,
i dance my evasions,
whisper to the night,
between you and your claims,
the peace of moonlight,
burns on my fire,
it doesn't feel right,
u i o
birds thrum their tune,
scientists of a global nigh,
your mother prays to atone,
she explores an open wound,
smoking her Camel Lites,
just to worry you,
kids on yellow block
reel
regular as the five and dime,
she pulls at my traces,
the world isn't blue,
guilt is washed away,
she knows what she's doing,
the moon is her nosegay
it haunts her face,
shudder with each wine,
think of the next engagement,
in the evening gloom,
other shipwreck signs,
of someone else's purlieu,
learn to dance don't get blue,
ignore those cool untruths,
give me just one more time.
what comes to meet you,
the decks that grace her due,
each sea green evening,
she dances on Hawaii,
thats what she'd like to do
Saturday 22 April 2017
Sola
That tune detonates,
a memory in me,
web spun blue it recreates,
that day in the park,
where you danced a treat,
the year we found so stark,
can’t get past the image gate,
i'm shrunk on my heels,
but the song still creates,
those years in the dark,
down fallen streets,
you the first to embark,
serious and staid,
from that nightmare scene,
only eyes betraying your rage,
with bread, wine and fate,
you made the journey,
i still lie prostrate,
at your feet.
your consoling pain,
can ask what they like,
but you tell me lies,
i dance my evasions,
whisper to the night,
between you and your claims,
the peace of moonlight,
burns on my fire,
it doesn't feel right,
birds thrum their tune,
scientists of a global nigh,
your mother prays to atone,
she explores an open wound,
smoking her Camel Lites,
just to worry you,
kids on yellow block
reel
regular as the five and dime,
she pulls at my traces,
the world isn't blue,
guilt is washed away,
she knows what she's doing,
the moon is her nosegay
it haunts her face,
shudder with each wine,
think of the next engagement,
in the evening gloom,
other shipwreck signs,
of someone else's purlieu,
learn to dance don't get blue,
ignore those cool untruths,
give me just one more time.
what comes to meet you,
the decks that grace her due,
each sea green evening,
she dances on Hawaii,
thats what she'd like to do
Friday 21 April 2017
Shrova
1973 a big year for me,
my parent's life very hard,
always another reality,
my dancing brings a destiny,
gossamer joy to Spring's yard,
Jewish notes on a blue sea,
like my mother in photography,
unashamed by pardon,
her number fronts me daily,
they called traitor to Daddy,
no leniency declared,
killed him when they were ready,
but me a Disco Queenie,
i don't weigh the lard,
rouge lipstick on my history,
move about freely,
at 28 receive my card,
worried by uneasy duty,
i do my thing plupart.
Thursday 20 April 2017
Skeeta
If i asked for some wine,
to shame this dull life,
don't ask the reasons why,
your consoling pain,
a greater hurt than mine,
falls on me like rain,
abroad the roaring lines,
can ask what they like,
but you tell me lies,
i dance my evasions,
whisper to the night,
between you and your claims,
the peace of moonlight,
burns on my fire,
it doesn't feel right,
instead of killed time,
i crave some delight,
thirty years of being kind,
gone on the tide.
birds thrum their tune,
crickets sing to the half light,
salt rims the dunes,
you moan the toils of Rome,
scientists of a global nigh,
your mother prays to atone,
she explores an open wound,
smoking her Camel Lites,
just to worry you,
kids on yellow block
reel
regular as the five and dime,
she pulls at my traces,
the world isn't blue,
guilt is washed away,
she knows what she's doing,
the moon is her nosegay
it haunts her face,
shudder with each wine,
think of the next engagement,
in the evening gloom,
other shipwreck signs,
of someone else's purlieu,
learn to dance don't get blue,
ignore those cool untruths,
give me just one more time.
what comes to meet you,
the decks that grace her due,
each sea green evening,
she dances on Hawaii,
thats what she'd like to do
Wednesday 19 April 2017
Skaya
Why lift the sleeve,
on a thirteen year old life,
one you can't retrieve,
smoking a cigarette,
i chase the reasons why,
it all descends like this,
the river in Spring,
the cool evening light,
stuff you can never leave,
they killed my loving yet,
made me dance when terrified,
didn't worry about the debt,
it was good for my scene,
no one asked why,
they acted and believed,
with such relief,
that my graceful fire,
spun open their dreams,
and the child?
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