Saturday, 24 March 2018

Victor

We stretch out sunny days, your smile's an absence seen, now you're going away. you bring me the news, like a gunman's face, when you know the truth, falling with the rain, on St Anthony's quay, it kills then leaves again, looking for something in you, a need to find some ease, no more village blues, tho' I work and save, whenever there's a need, I always feel the nail, the love we tooled, always makes you queen, but now you're cool, meeting friends in warm cafe's, a burned out empty feeling, maybe hot tea and cakes, something leaking.

Vinnie

Is it just in time, your mother's greeting, who dances a different rhyme, she won't hear good news, anything that's easy, covers up the truth, love is the real crime, a stamping ground for envy, no hint of being fine, why disguise the news, she doesn't do breezy, or let anyone forget you, the time you spend inside, you shake your car keys, it only nourishes the mind, why disguise the Blues, every day's no Odyssey, but she's no fool, if you need explosive ease, in what you cannot find, or nothing seems to please, she buys cheap wine.

Friday, 23 March 2018

Uta

All of life brings hope, don't disturb the waves, or worry about the rope, never stoop to choose, or firmly close the gate, on hell you live through, you're not a dope, to encourage open play, as if you had no scope, if you want good news, let others stand and gape, what you give is true, wonder if you'll cope, you'll always have your say, stand tall don't mope, separate the Blues, for a distant tide or sail, a ship goes with you, something you can clone, it's never too late, what you achieve alone makes you great

Wednesday, 21 March 2018

Ula

Nothing else to gain, a knife to your throat, is this a holy escape, they'll arrive soon, frenzied on the waves, sneering at everything that's true, you'll survive the wait, step closer to the zone, temper fear, never hesitate, or mind their hooks, you'll always have a throne, forgive wayward looks, heal your broken gaze, you're not a rolling stone, like a Brigand seeks escape, no need to swoon, don't worry about the rope, you are no one's fool, it's not too late, they will swear and go, you can come home, you're too cool for fate.

Una

Do you cook with gas, turn the flame down, make your love a blast, face like a stone, the way you look now, it's not worth going home, silken men who're trapped, when you're in gowns, always collapse, they ring you like ghosts, life's not your own, to stay at your post, drink wine aghast, your head like a clown, a scarf worn for Mass, won't leave you alone, consider them gone, pick up your tomes, there's just enough past, to make you hurl, say enough, Basta, you're never that girl.

Monday, 19 March 2018

Tina

You look like you rule, dancing off the bread line, who taught you the rules, you think you're great, at other's demise, stop before it's too late, what makes you so cruel, stuff going on inside, the face of Miss Cool, even in pain, your eyes are like fireflies, looking to make hay, the way you doodle, cooked over lies, is this what you do, here in this game, a race for your life, who holds the reins, a cracked open pool, may offer you hindsight, but not born to fool, if anyone asks why?

Tiata

Unpack your dreams, I don't want to atone, what isn't for me, I'm not a loon, who just wants a throne, in searching for love, the life of all has beens, who live through their ghosts, is that what you mean, even if I knew, you once burned the toast, it's not something to rue, not really my scene, that you try to clone, or face withered leaves, hate what I'm doing, a knife to my throat, does that keep you going, you know where I've been, don't let out a groan, stifle your screams, play the rolling stone.