Monday, 11 December 2017
Evan
Your face at the zone,
somewhere far from ecstasy,
tells me all we know,
far away from time,
or daily political commentary,
a life combines with mine,
your neck smooth as loam,
when your torso pulls free,
helps me rest your bones,
on Sunday's drink wine,
and you my lover seize,
love from this turbulent clime,
resist life's fine tooth comb,
dance like a honey bee,
not the smell of scones,
or a house besides the sea,
at the bottom of the cone,
some other fantasy,
as our bodies list and groan,
let us dare to be,
angels coming home,
watching morning TV.
Sunday, 10 December 2017
Elaine
a e o, try hard and soft a, care/understand
What if you care,
that pull on my traces,
don't you understand,
the tune in blue trees,
a web across my face,
spun on the breeze,
you still need to share,
heaven's no kissing gate,
when you send me there,
in chains to the sea,
unlike your gaze,
those hymns to serendipity,
hard to know what's fair,
when your voice is raised,
lips that snare,
down fallen streets,
no one runs or hesitates,
sugar sweet,
you're not a liar,
to sing so great,
were you aware,
of passing this way?
Eamon
We live or die in here,
the first one offers wine,
others circle near,
bereft of drama or lonely stars,
our debts are high,
the journey is never far,
a moon bright trees sere,
each place lit with inner light,
no one hides their fear,
whoever makes their mark,
another wonders why,
clips a happy start,
lemon tart as tears,
chills a sparkly birth right,
see the rise and demise,
of easy danger near,
before any whispered sigh,
this prison on the weir,
gives you the right,
forgives previous tears,
on walls is written life,
cool,considered, clear.
Friday, 8 December 2017
Ena
In a room that creaks,
listening to the rain,
she turns to speak,
this is not my tune,
she says,
the song is too crude,
walls washed green,
the moon hesitates,
it knows where she's been,
Paris and sunlit avenues,
not somewhere opaque,
free from the Bues,
wrapped in a cotton sheet,
she pulls at my traces,
her long gait and knees,
outside's a Magnolia tree,
the bed's like a cradle,
you can smell the sea,
sometimes she squeezes,
from life taken,
a manner to sleep easy,
love marks her day.
.
Eileen
You pull on your gloves,
take your time,
say you're no longer in love,
remember which tune,
that forgives broken lives,
it still beats true,
heaven's a cover,
when you reach that line,
do you sing it in blood,
want me hum it for you,
hold the clock chimes,
run outside the room,
hold all those who scrub,
live generous lives,
don't always find the rub,
like you never rue,
mysteries of your crime,
hear the wind going boom,
listen to what's above,
shudder with the wine,
fly like a released dove,
you're not frightened.
before we go and blow it,
what settles on the breeze,
brave enough it rests nearby,
detests a summer’s loathing,
to rescue God or try,
brush away disease,
laugh at why you're cold,
what has come to be,
dance on love you sigh,
sing that song you sold,
growl it like a lullaby,
before you die
you're no salamander.
.panic shall not reign
who holds their reins?
best not to moan,
keep hold of your creed,
by Calendar or the sea,
take Cium
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.
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
knowing not enough to see,
would you let her tumble,
tired of this campaign,
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.
Wednesday, 6 December 2017
Dolly
Always sing your tunes,
not scrub away tour thrills,
when you need the truth,
life is not some nosegay,
that anyone can spill,
or make you feel safe,
give money to every fool,
find ways to laughter still,
draw comfort from the Blues,
sing them every day,
they will never kill,
the love you give away,
forever dream of good news,
nor worry at the chill,
if they put you in a refuge,
douse yourself with perfume,
life won't become shrill,
see your petals bloom,
don't let a lover's curfew,
drive you to fall ill,
act holy with his moods,
reduce him to nil.
Tuesday, 5 December 2017
Dina
U I O
Don't fall for anyone's Blues,
sing on the wire,
you always pay your dues,
life isn't a stone,
taken to the fire.
why should you atone,
whoever reads the news,
think who is for hire,
make your own truth,
philosophers in their bones,
say poison your desires,
find your own home,
read all the books,
they always inspire,
don't overlook,
your little place of ruin,
why be a denier,
wear jeans rock those tunes,
each little bit of you,
everyone else enquires,
give them more than clues,
you're not a liar.
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