Tuesday, 6 August 2019
Roberto
Coming by train last night,
I swear it’s not easy,
to put love out of sight,
she lives in Naples,
rocks me gently,
tells me everything's OK,
it's a perfect night,
the moon rides the sea,
in her arms, I cry,
fresh linen and sable,
the soul of lost seasons,
my money on the table,
she talks of a writer,
called Lisa Passolini,
and kisses me quietly,
from the roof we’re able,
to see Saint Peter's,
I feel the poor flailing,
their voice catches flight,
be what you want to be,
soar like a kite,
serene.
Sunday, 4 August 2019
Alsana Three
I don't want to know,
if you really believe,
I'll dance on your bone,
sink while you pray,
consoled by your money,
keep the house anyway,
when you're all alone,
will you think of the sea,
no one hears you groan,
or listens when you say,
you’ve poured out your soul,
along our highway,
what you really own,
is a taste bittersweet,
for bricks and loans,
you ask why I’m late,
to comfort your greed,
who are you to blaze,
it’s only wood and stone,
if it’s that easy,
I need to get going,
wear widow's weeds.
Saturday, 3 August 2019
Allsana Two
Love blows warm at night,
howls in ancient places,
waits for light to slide,
when promises are broken,
spirits name their own names,
call out to ancient stones,
it will be all right,
is all you need to say,
just give me time,
beyond this war zone,
we can sacrifice fame,
to others we both know,
laugh in gentler climes,
it’s to no one’s shame,
part of me is dying,
a flame burning low,
who can you blame,
rivers rise on their own,
don't turn silent,
we'll find home again,
return us on the tide,
treasure every day.
Friday, 2 August 2019
Alsana
If you would only redeem,
what lights my smile,
no more deceit,
wolves howl at the moon,
phrases used as a child,
some cloak an open wound,
words thrown to the sea,
lost without signs,
make everyone believe,
what aches for truth,
a power beyond my sight,
brings better news,
no more a bitter feed,
always taking flight,
in whispered needs,
mother's ruin,
is supposed to align,
all our virtues,
before you came for me,
they told me it’s right,
that love travels eternally,
before my eyes.
Thursday, 1 August 2019
James Three
A smile on his face,
he says he’ll carry on,
can’t turn away,
a horizon once bright,
he navigates over bones,
feels it's right,
maybe take a train,
like a lover that's gone,
it came once his way,
the picture's not kind,
could cry but he won't,
no place to make light,
why thoughts work this way,
he’ll never understand,
here on the pave,
within a city's sight,
hardly a sound,
under a summer sky,
bets he could make,
tied to the stove,
there’s nothing to gain,
by going home.
Wednesday, 31 July 2019
James Two
Some things you can't rule,
in the gentle rain,
don't know what to do,
scrubbed by fire,
I hear myself say,
it's only my desire,
want to hear good news,
sail down the freeway,
untroubled by the Blues,
like birds on a wire,
we find hard to ascertain,
who's the biggest liar,
she boils me in a stew,
in clearings makes me taste,
old and bitter fruit,
she won't ask me why,
I live without brains,
lost in the sky,
it doesn’t take a fool,
to move the earth again,
find out what you lose,
when she walks away.
Tuesday, 30 July 2019
James
We drink for company,
God knows you're right,
this place needs some sympathy,
the front of house crew,
out of sight,
only come awake at noon,
just leave us in peace,
fear grips our sight,
cooking guides our being,
knives as sharp as new,
we'll make each day bright,
have no truck with fools,
she says how easy,
it is to grill the sky,
nothing stands her scrutiny,
we're so happy and cool,
in the morning light,
everything we say and do,
she can smell the sea,
a message from on high,
not as bad as me,
we don't do lies.
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