Saturday, 13 June 2020
Jenny Four
Nothing’s left to fake,
sing any song you choose,
don't seek escape,
pray with all your bones,
no one counts on you,
say you're not alone,
reason comes too late,
to heal your broken drew,
like a brigand finds escape,
you're a rolling stone,
all of life’s a tune,
don't worry if you'll cope,
find some tide or sail,
any sea will do,
another lover surely waits,
a knife to the throat,
dancing closer to the blue,
what is left to hold,
except you anyway,
dangled on some pirate's slew,
slicing down the Spanish Main,
act as if you knew.
Jenny Three
I beat a useless retreat,
for all he cannot find,
nothing seems to please,
he won't bear good news,
that love just needs time,
or hear a little truth,
I fear the hiss of alchemy,
what doesn't rate sublime,
he turns into Blasphemy,
can't disguise his Blues,
or face what's on his mind,
there's never only you,
he shakes his car keys,
an open-topped warm clime,
brings no Odyssey,
rather than a loving creed,
for what might shine,
he'd prefer to bleed,
forget any sense of ease,
that isn't a crime,
I’ll face my own needs,
somewhere down the line.
Thursday, 11 June 2020
Jenny
Would you even care,
I'm breaking up the pattern,
It’s gone beyond a dare,
have you read my news,
within your open wallet,
I'm not in love with you,
your hand around me curls,
squeezes when I soften,
despite the way things turn,
carry on that angry you,
under trees in satin,
you'll never know what's true,
jewels won't bind this girl,
ships can sail forgotten,
so much more to learn,
I ‘m cold before your blues,
God is not for mocking,
he is gone from view,
a sourball summer swirled,
can't you see me rocking,
it isn't me you've turned,
lost among the blossom.
Wednesday, 10 June 2020
Carl Three
Dream talk don't hurt,
enough to crack,
your candy world,
silken tents you've thrown,
never collapse,
they stand in for stones,
plates you sometimes hurl,
nothing holds you back,
sweet talk makes you curl,
this life is not your own,
in many ways it's crass,
consider that part gone,
you're not that perturbed,
how much time has passed,
flags are left unfurled,
the way you smoke,
when you keep the pass,
nothing's worth that slope,
praise this song or burn,
love is on the gas,
turn the flame down,
hold it fast.
Tuesday, 9 June 2020
Carl Two
Please don't act so fine,
playing out your games,
always seeking good times,
maybe try the truth,
fixed in some lousy frame,
it's always there with you,
what never turns out right,
is far away from pain,
sleeping bad, drinking wine,
you're such a bum tune,
coming home you say,
why not bring me good news,
naked without your crimes,
no one hears your claims,
lost to your own designs,
you haven't got the blues,
waiting for a dismal train,
but it's dawning in on you,
when you run for coastlines,
or if you see the rain,
remember these lines,
whoever gains.
Monday, 8 June 2020
Carl
She knows what I mean,
how I roam,
face down every deal,
cool but burns with rage,
when I try to atone,
always opens the gate,
this is my scene,
but the nerves are blown,
just where I've been,
it's useless to hesitate,
what is on the bone,
always too late,
never safe to heed,
the mess of what I'm doing,
won’t hear me plead,
wave goodbye to hate,
leaves me all alone,
my turn now to wait,
I wonder how it seems,
now she hears me call,
can I stand the heat,
crying that she's gone?
Sunday, 7 June 2020
Fiona Three
From her white garden seat,
she carries a load,
secrets spill like poppy seed,
stuff you keep,
like fancy French cologne,
she whispers her feelings,
let others weep,
surrender perfume soaked,
to drink their whisky neat,
living by a swollen creek,
the bible has a hold,
grandma just rolls her sleeves,
a rifle next to the sheets,
she's no rolling stone,
no better cure than ease,
doesn’t bathe in love's defeat,
isolate but still at home,
time for feasts,
she measures the string beans,
no public telephones,
down fields of blue wheat,
she's not alone.
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