Monday, 27 November 2017
Chrissie
what's left of Chrissie
she laughs and hums a tune
says its stupid to lie
this is just what I do
we skirt whats in the room,
she gives another sigh
children late for home,
more like a whispered ooh
her failing sight
the same snuffled exercise,
more like a whispered ooh,
her failing sight,
its a strange sight,
to see below the ruins,
a fear of flying,
Cressida
We're going nowhere,
she doesn't want to moan,
paints her face dead slow,
she has stripped my bones,
has an Italian home,
doesn't care for show,
says I'm sinking you know,
different in New York,
keeping up a cheerful tone,
since our time in Rome,
men with iphones,
try to circle the domes,
we are leaving Salerno,
eat linquini and think of loans,
it takes energy to tow,
such a generous soul,
if we have to go,
make it with soul,
ease the blow.
around your lies
has she got your number,
is it in your creed,
do you limit,
that cliff edge wonder,
beingg witness to your ease,
a high heeled slumber,
stones flowers pieces
knowing not enough to see,
would you tell her in sin,
instead of the jib,
something to be rid
with someone like you,
better face the doo doo,
tired of this campaign,
chickens breath like fish glue,
especially on parade,
go easy on the truth.
across this shining bite,
that warns of easy news,
against the water's might,
the Americas of circue.
by mountains and ruins,
lovers only hesitate
she never left a family’s gate,
but came here to sing,
a woman who knows she's great,
that beckons any time,
next to me like a bride,
around a constant why,
the land within our sight,
an old man and his wife,
a voyage for the rate,
set your almond eyes
birds sing out of tune
drain summer into June
sweep up with the moon
not present castigate,
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 collude,
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 perorate.
Saturday, 25 November 2017
Clarice
i'm not your drip,
nor the big sea,
the yellow light hid,
what about your lover,
with all her surly needs,
has she got your number,
to bring you to live,
if it's in your creed,
or do you limit,
that cliff of wonder,
bring witness to your ease,
a high heeled slumber,
stones flowers pieces of drift,
knowing not enough to see,
what's in your gift,
would you tell her in sin,
at life's end in weeds,
or was it all spinning fibs,
instead of the jib,
and a lifetime of greed,
if we knew how to give,
we wouldn't need.
child’s game,
chasing your days,
around your lies,
golden trinkets spin delay,
you hit them on the make,
only fools hesitate,
with someone like you,
better face the doo doo,
tired of this campaign,
chickens breath like fish glue,
especially on parade,
go easy on the truth.
across this shining bite,
that warns of easy news,
against the water's might,
the Americas of circue.
by mountains and ruins,
lovers only hesitate
she never left a family’s gate,
but came here to sing,
a woman who knows she's great,
that beckons any time,
next to me like a bride,
around a constant why,
the land within our sight,
an old man and his wife,
a voyage for the rate,
set your almond eyes
birds sing out of tune
drain summer into June
sweep up with the moon
not present castigate,
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 collude,
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 perorate.
Friday, 24 November 2017
Chuck
Face down terrible claims,
no star can refuse,
your outrageous shades,
you who wonder why,
the canons of virtue,
feel those cotton stripes,
this no child’s game,
TV mikes blare fake news,
chasing your days,
around your lies,
golden trinkets spin delay,
all your crass disguise,
iron bars on the way,
what y'doing being blue,
you hit them on the make,
only fools hesitate,
with someone like you,
better hold the doo doo,
tired of this campaign,
chickens glazed like fish glue,
especially on parade,
go easy on the truth.
across this shining bite,
that warns of easy treasure,
against the water's might,
the Americas near or far.
by mountains and lakes,
lovers only hesitate
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,
the land within our sight,
an old man and his daughter,
a voyage for their heirlooms,
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,
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,
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