Saturday, 14 September 2019

Carys Three

I'm not your drip, within a big sea, the yellow light hid, what about your lover, with all her surly needs, has she got a number, that you need to live, alongside your creed, who do you mint, on that edge of wonder, that pitiless belief, a high heeled flounder, stones and pieces of drift, know not to flee, what's in your gift, enslave or encumber, a lifetime of greed, instead of sweet slumber, would you leave me in sin, at life's end in weeds, spinning more fibs, that none of us need.

Friday, 13 September 2019

Carys Two

Facedown terrible claims, no star can refuse, your outrageous fades, you who wonder why, the canons of virtue, feel those cotton stripes, this is no child’s game, The TV blares fake news, Quashing your days, around terrible lies, golden trinkets spin the blues, even your crass disguise, iron bars the way, what is there to rue, hit them on the make, only fools really try, with someone like you, tired of this butterfly, better hold the doo-doo, especially on parade, eyes glazed like fish glue, go easy on the truth.

Thursday, 12 September 2019

Carys

Why pay a heavy score, your almond eyes are ruined, love is raw, can you feel my bones, like a heavy boom, attached to a useless crone, life is not a door, where you put the boot in, or pray to broken laws, say you won't leave home, only fools live feudin', until the love is gone, don't divide me by whores, with other stuff you do, or scream it’s because, just pick up the phone, why live out of tune, then run away lost, break holy orders, drain summer into June, all you swore, lies beneath the moon.

Wednesday, 11 September 2019

Anya Four

Once I knew, when life is so short, it helps beat the Blues, in this summer night, when you don’t phone, the house gives no respite, no books or other dues, when you just go, a trail not well used, they know of your plight, who you fought, your cards are on fire, you're never that mule, when you are caught, others still rule, if there’s ever a sign, to parade overwrought, don’t let them step light, put a stop to it will you, don't have me condone, those you balloon, so far from home.

Tuesday, 10 September 2019

Anya Three

Am asked to ferment desire, a place without windows, surrounded by tyres, I descend by mountain mule, to warm my toes, still, play the fool, a young woman without child, love free to bestow, it's been a while, the cabin is smoky blue, my smiles don’t follow, what our ancestors refused, hope sings on midnight wires, more to life than show, the long road to paradise, I trace my arms for sinews, chance to get to know; the sweet smell of perfume, it’s in my dancing fire, won't hurt you with my no, just to bring in line, all my joys and sorrow.

Monday, 9 September 2019

Anya Two

She travels light across tears, shares jokes in the dust, then her star disappears, I knew her in jail, a blanket for the just, love never fails, what brought her here, in the lilac dusk, a woman so clear, ice blue as the rails, ridden till she's bust, absorbed all her days, no one can go near, a flame that never shuts, wolves know the experience, haunt me like the deer, I did what I could, smoking she appears, puts away the years, her lovely face thrust, towards a beer, her perfume is like musk.

Sunday, 8 September 2019

Anya

You say up your game, always take your chance, don’t shuffle the remains, listening to his muted song, who would ever lance, his need to belong, watching the rain, snake down a naked path, can’t be bothered to nail, the swell of crowded bars, cargo ships and shining France, rooms with dark marks, red lips white-faced, cigarettes and the dance, waiting to slip again, here we just bumble along, flying by our pants, hope we’re not wrong, before the jake, asks to polish unlit lamps, kindness awaiting, treating us like tramps.