Friday, 1 December 2017

Donal

My good parts, i firmly state, are for your heart, i look at the moon, a spring tide today, everything comes around too soon, i'm cool my eyes dart, say wouldn't it be great, to make a new start, to go and live in Vera Cruz, she's poised but waits, doesn't hear more bad news, a psychiatrist for her part, emotion's only a name, i'll sell the car, she'll take it that far, smiles and hesitates, kisses me beneath the stars, you tear me apart, i'm the fool you say, you're not so smart, she holds my face.

Thursday, 30 November 2017

Daniella

Make offers to sweet Diety, no need for grace, or greet my swollen feet, strained in my moans, i wonder about this place, heart beating against bone, bus is a churning pity, blown here by the rain, don't listen to my weeping, alone in this grotto, i wonder what to say, or how to atone, for all my testimony, given this day, what price is offertory, when his jokes kill me, the useless games, part of my inventory, i don't plan to deceive, wrap ribbons around a cage, but wish to receive, sunshine on my face. .

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Charles

Tunes jingle and play, my insides screech, i need another day, between home and missing you, help me to say, what i need to do, my tear streaked disgrace, lemon blue by the sea, shows what a waste, how to kill the truth, by my own conceit, a conscience to rue, maybe others are late, eager to squeeze, memories from a lovers face, they echo my distaste, a coward's retreat, no hope or shape, but if there's a way, i'll go and smile easy, knowing what to say, when i'm released. solace every day, you'll soon feel, you are never alone, cafe's swell with rain, best not to moan, keep hold of your creed, don't let panic reign, like a hurricane zone, try to circle the domes, we are leaving Salerno, you have got my tone have i got your number, do you limit, that cliff edge wonder, a high heeled slumber, stones flowers pieces knowing not enough to see, would you let her tumble, tired of this campaign, breath like fish glue, especially on parade, go easy on the truth. across this shining bite, that gives no 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.

Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Candice

Brilliant stones, whisper your name, waters groan, in trouble you'll need, solace every day, you'll soon feel, you are never alone, cafe's swell with rain, best not to moan, keep hold of your creed, don't let panic reign, by Calendar or the sea, take Cium for your bones, try to stay sane, no one atones, the bird who has flown, it was only fame, singing as she goes, drunk as a fiery contralto, dance amongst flames, problems the wind blows, the love that was shown, dissolves gives way, all that you owned, keeps you engaged. like a hurricane zone, try to circle the domes, we are leaving Salerno, you have got my tone have i got your number, is it in your creed, do you limit, that cliff edge wonder, a high heeled slumber, stones flowers pieces knowing not enough to see, would you let her tumble, tired of this campaign, breath like fish glue, especially on parade, go easy on the truth. across this shining bite, that gives no 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.

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.