Friday, 30 March 2018
Yola
We can never say,
who'll warm our bones,
when we've been away,
the picture's not kind,
she can cry but she won't,
home is not right,
do thoughts work this way,
the same as in war,
when things become plain,
like the harvest light,
with hardly a sound,
hung under a gentle sky,
maybe she'll take a train,
like last winter's love,
that came around this way,
a horizon once bright,
she navigates alone,
feels that it's right,
a line on her face,
she'll just carry on,
everyone feels pain,
bearing that wound.
Thursday, 29 March 2018
Xena
Love holds the door ajar,
your hair falls down the line,
you don't get very far,
but sit around a Pool,
trees bend wave in time,
who can bear their news,
or ask about your Da,
just another wine,
lonely as a shooting star,
the money he tooled,
in a poor jaded light,
sunshine just for fools,
home another car,
furnished by mother's cries,
no room for chairs,
swear you're no fool,
to forget the hurt inside,
or that other part of you,
that sits on the bar,
and sees the morning rise,
hit the highway burning tar,
do you need your eyes?
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.
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