Sunday, 3 November 2019

Raith Two

Will you stay the same, beneath the trees, each time we separate, remember the times, we drank in the heat, sat drinking wine, now a morning shame, it's not just our feet, in this tired game, believe me, I'm fine, I dream of the sea, to me it's no crime, what does it take, with my dawn novena, to see you again, smile like a hurricane, fix you something to eat, watch you hesitate, why can’t you remain, the sun sinks uneven, cars fill up their lanes, wait until evening?

Raith

The diagnosis half true, you smell the Limes, on a tree-lined avenue, act like you know, the tests that bind, blowhard on your bones, hope holds you aloof, to knows if they’re right, except there's no clue, you won't be alone, in this cosy light, to break out the stones, you sit near the flue, it's not like a crime, for a fire to warm you, you have to keep going, each lonely night, when the kid's phone in, say you’ll be fine, drink leads to ruin, just a strange time, to ask if you're through?

Saturday, 2 November 2019

Maya Three

You say it’s time to leave, don't really want to know, if you want to see, you just want away, to live or die alone, dig your own grave, our love is bittersweet, no human need for home, children, big dreams, shifting silence of your sea, you dance on moonlit bones, I want to stay pretty, sing along and pray, the only song I own, before you jump the gate, can you hear me keen, locked to an iron stove, like the cave of Euripides, please don't push me, I only weigh eight stone, who are you to grieve, when you bob and moan?

Thursday, 31 October 2019

Maya Two

Fear hollows out my night, makes me swallow ancient flame, wait for lamps to light, when I'm most shot through, you’ll hear me state, change is but our due, a dream of life outside, moments to pray, drink a little sweet wine, there are no avenues, I won’t walk again, you will too, laugh in a better clime, no one else to blame, for part of me dying, don't need shine my shoe, all pieces in play, our tide will turn blue, beyond a knife held tight, will you apply a tourniquet, don't look away in fright, we'll go home again.

Maya

Don't let the doom crew, make it seem, you'll always sing the Blues, cold weather brings them on, don't know the disease, they always find a home, even if the wind rocks cruel, don’t stop your dreams, you'll always lose a few, come here my lovely one, laugh beside an arctic sea, nothing beats what’s gone, the dark days of feud, are now just history, you’ll always beat the curfew, even when fields turn blond, stay with me, our love is a marathon, dance the way you do, not from screams, no icebergs frighten you, what you believe.

Wednesday, 30 October 2019

Rowe Three

A broken tort on my knees, you demand to see the child, what lies in between, when you think you know, fury in your smile, say it's just like you, can’t I have some ease, you ignore the signs, believe perfect belief, even if not true, a power beyond my sight, you always claim the virtue, wrap it around your misery, in whispered prayers at night, throw them back at me, the terms you accrue, somehow heaven's insight, lawyers stick with glue, before you ask the judiciary, to take the precious mite, of love across the sea, enquire about my rights?

Monday, 28 October 2019

Rowe Two

Love holds the door ajar, your hair falls down the line, you don't get very far, but sit around a Pool, trees wave in blended time, who needs their news, to ask about your Da, just another wine, lonely as a shooting star, the money he tooled, in a poor jaded light, punishing the fools, home another car, furnished by mother's cries, a place of stolen parts, including you, you fool, forget the hurt inside, he caught a piece of you, that sits on the bar, and sees the morning rise hit the highway burning tar, we won't see your eyes.