Friday, 26 January 2018

Kate

Forget all these clowns, that come to woo her, many without elan, as loud as her woes, ships blow their hooters, every song sings of home, not just from France, but around the corner, who can fault her tan, she glides without throne, the bars are full of bums, she'd rather be alone, nothing hits by chance, her certain eyes are ruined, everything comes to pass, barefoot she raises a laugh, what they do to her, their hard countenance, strange that more than a ham, should be a schmoozer, no sound of a removal van, they meet in the boozer.

Thursday, 25 January 2018

Kathy

I will break your curfew, i have always been poor, it happens on cue, no loss to your groans, i stand in infirmary's queue, not blessed with strong bones, are you my glue, whispering at some lonely door, my tongue doth speak true, not defined by these tones, I sit in this gloom, listen to your moans, you've always been blue, never dance to the moon, like we used to do, now hack out your chores, life's a thread for you, a lender of furious pause, you'll face a heavy score, my song is good Ju Ju, it maybe flawed, but i know the tune.

Wednesday, 24 January 2018

Kay

You'll pay a heavy score, my face is savage blue, love is raw, no sense of ease, always back of your Queue, you never did say please, i am not divined by whores, sitting here in this gloom, or a fool for your cause, there's bad on this street, feel back for good news, a wheeze or a scream, hacking out your chores, turns my life askew, i sweat in furious pause, why say stuff like that for, spinning out your ruin, only fools need more and more, why can't you be true, dance again to the moon, like you used to do, why my lover roars, you never were my glue, praying at some lonely door, your head full of tunes, i just bust your curfew, you've never been poor, i came on cue.

Tuesday, 23 January 2018

Jinny

Is water in your blood, in this house of whispers, Ma says it does no good, places you want to claim, don't need a chorus, little hearts beside the freeway, smothered by time go bust, leave someone behind who's nuts, be prepared for this, she'll find another Cain, simply do what she insists, knowledge is always lazy, maybe you need a tug, sail away without a ship, the rain feels like dust, always search for good, walk the middle distance, an Ocean door never floods, why make a fuss, she carries yellow lists, pain enough for one of us, chained before her Blitz.

Monday, 22 January 2018

Jerry

How little we imitate, our inventive best, when we twist and shake, open to every door, who can mend our fences, and not get sore, well fed we begin to take, drink carried like the rest, we cannot hesitate, fools always sing for applause, bring us to the test, say two and two makes four, the night's cool probate, scatters our defences, no matter the toil it takes, forbidden reprobates, ask for our presence, leave us nothing, but search for gain, to the cask they blend, we'll hear the rain, they're our new friends.

Janet

Is this really the place, to ask the reason why, uneven love's ashamed, ways of loss and show, you beat out your time, with nowhere else to go, soaked on an ocean main, desolation in your cry, you always try to calculate, what you need to know, no longer berate the sky, wooden box or one way blow, when you once jumped rail, foundation walls safe to climb, beyond the spikes of jail, your lips can't fake, news to a sweetheart's lie, or see her heart gain, not easy to explain, what hurts you deep inside, seeing Blues in someone's face, your eyes full of rain.

Thursday, 18 January 2018

Janey

i inhabit somewhere beat, perhaps with a communion air, it'll rescue everything, if i need love, heaven is a place to share, sometimes with a little shove, when in depths of need, i'll have a go at taking care, it's not easy being free, getting dressed feel the tug, never short of pleasure, when it's from up above, i know how to keep, a wooden place that's fair, bars are my sole conceit, somewhere i can dream, even terrible faces hard chairs, lit up like kerosene, will anyone see, the gaps between my hair, what about my teeth, each breath is my lair