Tuesday, 21 November 2017
Bailey
Who knows if she's right,
when she can demand anything,
sunlight,water,sky,
like the sea off Burbo Bank,
her smile arrives estuary wide,
beams where my heart sank,
she never left a family’s side,
but came here to sing,
a woman who knows her rights,
her lungs like a tank,
that bellow any time,
could prise open a bank,
next to me like a bride,
her lips twist like centimes,
around a constant why,
tobacco blonde full of lies,
a dancer whose fame decides,
many a famous night,
she dances in the tide
her day is just beginning,
nails me with that smile,
fresh, alive and winning.
my mother says keep true,
but she doesn't rate,
our love running smooth,
if it brings me back to you,
by mountains and the lakes,
then let's do what we do,
don't melt me lemon blue,
my yellow hair is sweet,
it blows down the avenue,
flowers only hesitate,
our trips to secret venues,
lucky to pass this way,
each evening celebrate.
no one out to get you
don't worry about the Seer,
take life by the core,
pray to broken laws,
don't divinee yourself by whores,
or other things you do,
why scream because,
throw looms at scooners
set your almond eyes blue
birds sing out of tune
drain summer into June
sweep up with the law
not present desire,
hope on a midnight wire,
we are not alone
in this lasting light,
home provides no clue,
God knows of your plight,
don't try to condone,
say your cards are marked,
you're never that far,
to stay where you are,
in a warm hazy fog,
and a veil across your face
don't send me to Mars,
from where you delegate,
Monday, 20 November 2017
Briony
Make me swoon,
take me as our fate,
to hell with rumor,
my mother says keep true,
but she doesn't rate,
our love running smooth,
if it brings me back to you,
by mountains and the lakes,
then let's do what we do,
don't melt me lemon blue,
my yellow hair is sweet,
it blows down the avenue,
flowers only hesitate,
our trips to secret venues,
lucky to pass this way,
the moon's above the slate,
no church reason or virtue,
let us zoom away,
i'll dance with you
if i'm not too late,
bring you ribbons,
each evening celebrate.
Sunday, 19 November 2017
Beattie
Signs we fly away from,
some won't make sunset,
scattered,sundered,
god's associate due,
the astonished wonder,
hearing whispered thank yous,
fire and distant thunder,
why we had to run,
the unwashed amongst us,
never mind the news,
I feel myself crumble,
what price for this crew,
beyond our daily jumble,
our days not meant to hover,
fighting over what is done,
how the world slumbers,
at this illicit silver,
night winds sing forever,
my arm holds a lover,
his sleeve a chance number,
i think of the others,
their faces a sweet mirror.
Saturday, 18 November 2017
Bernard
Your smile tells me prance,
but a fear of being caught,
by smart tongued chit chat,
has all the bean counters,
you show around the course,
smoke and look around
what others have lanced,
watch me sing myself hoarse,
what you might balance,
where others have danced,
you rake me worse,
with your faded flowers,
you hold my hand and ask,
is life what we're taught,
sip lemonade from a flask,
forget the past,
you know about horses,
how to turn them out,
won't you take a chance,
forget these losers,
come with me to France,
they have lovely waters.
Friday, 17 November 2017
Bill
cold white hate
stokes my fear
citizen comrades at the gate,
give money to schools,
i smile like a fool,
there are no bad tones,
blown along weather zones,
don't worry about the Seer,
we are never alone,
pearl doves arc above,
where else can you go
tell me the truth,
is my vision so slurred,
you need more proof,
a lifetime given to moan,
fly to those who live,
fresh linen and eau de cologne,
always makes them groan,
you wear a red raincoat,
you are not alone,
millions come and go,
luminous as frozen stones,
take life by the core,
pray to broken laws,
don't divinee yourself by whores,
or other things you do,
why scream because,
throw hierlooms at the moon
say your almond eyes are ruined
birds sing out of tune
drain summer into June
sweep up with the law
not present desire,
hope on a midnight wire,
a young woman without curfew,
and you want to go
cheat those Blues,
in this lasting light,
home provides no clue,
God knows of your plight,
don't try to condone,
say your cards are marked,
you're never that far,
to stay where you are,
in a warm hazy fog,
and a veil across your face
don't send me to Mars,
from where you delegate,
a promenade revolution.
Thursday, 16 November 2017
Brian
Don't need a shrink,
a new lover somehow,
give me time to blink,
what i might disown,
like a bar's clown,
a farm full of stones,
know what you're thinking,
i won't need a plough,
the intentions bright zinc,
a display from the town,
contains what i've sown,
mobs rage for the morrow,
I dance on the brink,
though a whole summer furlough,
gathers and sinks,
my politics are dull pink,
the heat off my brow,
is enough for a sink,
shall i drink more drink,
will they ship me now,
face like an ice rink,
who cares to sorrow ?
Wednesday, 15 November 2017
Bitter Bert
What might have been,
is not fair,
for a life of ease,
don't sing me the blues,
you're not that aware,
to run from virtue,
blowing like steam,
your eyes flared,
you single out a scream,
tell me the truth,
is my proposition so slurred,
do you need more proof,
at drinks on glossy evenings,
would you not care,
nights i played the beat,
look at me i seethe,
is it my grey hair,
do i need new teeth,
can you love me,
do you think you dare,
the way i aim to be,
are you scared ?
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