Friday, 22 February 2019

Roe Two

A painter of religious scenes, she dabs another glaze, a thirty-year-old has been, regards the work that's honed, never wise in this game, doubts she's ever alone, in yellow nights of dreams, even if she feels the same, it's not what it seems, the canvas lets her roam, the stretch of wooden nails, in many ways she's gone, a matchstick in the sea, lost without a name, floating for eternity, the work is not her own, the pull of certain days, is like some ocean zone, her body aches without relief, deep burned eyes are crazed, her mind is never easy, she sets another frame.

Thursday, 21 February 2019

Roe

You cross the street, things are never the same, salt hangs on the breeze, danger flashes in your eyes, something in your gait, no need to ask why, dash of perfume in the heat, chasing glory Saturdays, the woman you want to be, do you toe the line, you won't be tamed, nor hold a reason why, this street sets you free, a jewel for your days, silk on an easy sea, inside is no paradise, kids chant your name, this way you'll be fine, seeking truth is never easy, especially in your game, don't become an odyssey, fortune never stays.

Wednesday, 20 February 2019

James Three

Who can resist, or diminish your flame, sometimes by a hungry kiss, hidden in a dangerous folly, it's a terrible waste, supplicants sway at your feet, those who think you are it, turn to me and say, are we being remiss, rain pools tick with heat, sunshine leaves them little space, no wind is fleeting, let them all go piss, you cry again, prayer will absolve us, for everything is least, to blow our troubles away, they'll fall from the tree, uncertain questions, fill our day, some fool seeks your justice, or whatever remains.

Monday, 4 February 2019

James Two

Does it work a treat, sitting stunned around a Pool, vodka tonics cocktail cherries, what your tongue can't undo, or your bones won't fool, don't try to delude, on yellow sand to redeem, all that hides from you, scrubbed white by the sea, you won't break this mood, 'till you find what to do, just how much to lose, it's hard to be discreet, what you've been through, so try to laugh easy, when your fire turns blue, let trees carry the news, they won't disguise the truth, stand before what's empty, shake what holds onto you, find sudden energy, cast those chains loose.

Sunday, 3 February 2019

James

My eyes fix a place, where we just carry on, no one feels the pain, or cares for our ways, a river rises then is gone, beyond any time haze, then she sees my face, the running line of alcohol, red veins seriously plain, say I'll soon be away, a wolf howls at the moon, the opposite of coming home, maybe I'll take a train, search for a winter stove, somewhere across the Bay, who knows raise the game, a trap of broken runs, better my thoughts this way, to beat disgrace, like some walking bomb, does anyone really say, we do it all alone?

Saturday, 2 February 2019

Bernie Three

During these long nights, side by side for harmony, don't ask me why, when there's no stain, always comes peace, no one shows us the way, we are cool socialites, why bother to take heed, we sail on the lies, inquire about pain, a long, silent feeling, we won't do that again, bags too heavy to fly, it's fun going to seed, let us not ever fight, a morning cold rain, a horizon once so bright, a splintered sun unnamed, she says it's my right I want to be free, she sings from on high, below us the sea.

Friday, 1 February 2019

Bernie Two

I dream of her class, silken not torn, listen to the gasps, struggling to think, like being unborn, I reach for the sink, dance in the traps, stitch her with thorns, a modern day iconoclast, shuddering to blink, at what I've bought, bring out more drink, what you say overlaps, sticks in my thoughts, more luck than the cat, gliding at the ice rink, skating forlorn, I wait for the clink, at the next pass, broken unsought a love on the last, God knows it's wrought.