Wednesday, 28 March 2018

Wanda

He won't break you, without a wail of pain, what it is to lose, scrubbed by fire, you don't know what to do, except resist desire, he tempts you with a Brew, on yellow sand makes haste, what's not to choose, like a bird on a wire, it's hard to disdain, what is up for hire, know what you've been through, don't laugh uncertain, your bones tell the truth, his tongue won't ask why, you live without stain, or forget that patch of sky, your heart seeks good news, follows down the lane, some things you can't fool, you won't see him again.

Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Winnie

She says from on high, is that the sea, you have to wonder why, if it's all true, is she as bad as me, wing tips shine like jewels, a diamond sun sears bright, she has hopes of eternity, I say I'm fine, what is it with this crew, she says breezily, we'll sleep till noon, sailing the sky, it doesn't bear scrutiny, in a cold cabin light, we're so sad and cool, who can hold our sympathy, everything we say we do, on these long flights, we drink for company, we know we're right, leave us in peace.

Monday, 26 March 2018

Virago

Her manner always myriad, where a life is blown, unlike mine let it be said, never mean she calls the sea, an artists bright unknown, for this old has been, if in danger of losing cred, she cries don't frown, says I'll see you less, you never leave this street, and cannot pray for calm, she shakes her keys, with lipstick instead, her skin golden brown, she lights my bed, a loving heed, for all I've known, not for her a sense of ease, our daily bread, is warm as toast, she who lightly treads, down my path alone.

Sunday, 25 March 2018

Valentino

What it means to cry, within a screaming gale, no use trying to lie, in your bones, you don't need a trial, to find yourself alone, studying a time, when all your measures fail, and you search for style, can you atone, when love forever fails, and shame marks your home, flip a coin see the sky, talk of finding sail, you always leave this way, drink wine from broken cones, search for desolate mail, throw stones at ghosts, say it's worse than jail, forsaken all the while, when you hit the trail, walk that lonely mile.

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