Friday, 8 September 2017

Tina

A map,some perfume please, i'll try to find my way, or merely sign another fee, smoking my Camel Lites, just to hear you say, you want me to be all right, sharp shoes and Lycra fleece, money always tight, your art is a turbulent sea, shadows cup your eyes, do you plan to wait, to ask me the reason why, look at your battered ease, like a pirate fights the tide, heavy, scarred,released, how you hide your pain, somewhere a lover weeps, closer to the flame, your fragrance gently seeps.

Wednesday, 6 September 2017

Tracy

Your satin stringed tambourine, knows just how to send, prayers upon its wings, they ask me what i'd like, but i'm not your stipend, and you won't tell me lies, with someone else to see, don't make this a trend, you'll regret what i can be, forget the darling moonlight, i'll burn money without end, if it doesn't feel right, these twisted ballet scenes, i'll quarry you deep and send, you clattering to my knees, with all your tattered dreams, i'll mix you like a blend, call me your best friend, drag me into such schemes ?

Tuesday, 5 September 2017

Stacey

The outside light is ruined, shadows lie unbroken, she only wants her due, she's silent on wooden stairs, at what remains unspoken, a chorus chattering over there, her future isn't blue, guilt has to be atoned, knows what she's doing, like she's well unaware, a life on food tokens, she lets a smile unfurl, acts like you knew, she's leaving for the coast, nothing down for you, so you're not attuned, or your blood runs cold, she’s only told a few, her face like a stone.

Monday, 4 September 2017

Sola

You made that journey, i still lie prostrate, at your feet, from a nightmare scene, only eyes betray your rage, over bread, wine and tea, down fallen streets, you walk serious and staid, the last to be mean, i'm sitting on my heels, but your song still creates, those years of struggled feelings, you danced a treat, around what was our fate, only place left the sea, and what of me, whose hurt still resonates, the person you see, nothing to what you faced.

Sunday, 3 September 2017

Shrina

Instead of killed time, in your place at home, please bring me turkish delight, whisper a tune, what's the use of growing cold, anything will do, thirty years of being kind, while you're on the 'phone, has gone on the tide, salt rims the dunes, crickets sing bull frogs croak, you sit in the room, if i asked for some wine, to shame this dull moan, don't ask for reasons why, or if i wouldn't mind fall on me like stones, aboard the shipping lines, just let's go.

Saturday, 2 September 2017

Rula

Your way of life is honed, the path you tread is tight, soul ache's a global zone, cool evening tunes, without dreams of loving nights, leave you marooned, the summer has flown, starlings whirl in final sight, you shudder and see them go, give yourself your due, you open up fresh wine, Rioja makes no one blue, why not stay you moan, no sea or given fire, between you or leaving home, friends don't call anymore, wonder about tell tale signs, you lie in the lemon grove, why d'you praise this time ?

Friday, 1 September 2017

Ruby

In here it's live or die, the first one circles near, you have no time to cry, lonely as your bones, you cannot allow the fear, even if you are alone, a knife the only birth right, lemon tart are tears, no matter where the fight, what you easily know, when the dance comes near, are things you cannot show, there is a pull of tides, stars shine bright and clear, before the whisper good night, what gives death the right, to pray for previous years, make the walls this life, a creep of futile tears ?