Thursday, 23 November 2017

Cathy

when bells ring out the night, will we make our mark, like a song beseeches why, the land within our sight, a warm embrace by semaphore, give me your sweet sign, in darkness and green light, our lives near Trinity Bar, say you are my sight, the Americas near or far. by mountains and lakes, lovers only hesitate a dancer whose fame decides, many a famous night 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,

Wednesday, 22 November 2017

Bernie

Times that brought her, a yellow light of feasting, she dreams of autumn, to let others condone, that passing disease, of a broken home, more than any daughter, she'll do what's needed, holding her laughter, love seeps around her, it reaches her knees. like broken water, a used loading stone, she stands by the sea, swears she'll never atone, for matters corporate, she knows what she's leaving, stuff fought over, fixated or in prayer, she cries when released, wonders if anyone cares, s life isn't easy.

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.