Monday, 21 September 2020
Catherine Two
Is it fear of rain,
a bird on the wire,
that you rage against,
shuffling in the gloom,
waiting by the fire,
no one flies for you,
many come this way,
they pester you for hire,
ask and ask again,
to do what you do,
your eyes hide an ire,
that’s forever blue,
an offering to be made,
a burnt out tyre,
is this what you give,
always someone's due,
their wretched desire,
nothing else is true,
the miracle they crave,
tongues of liars,
a love that's betrayed,
a funeral car ?
Sunday, 20 September 2020
Catherine
Don't care how you rage,
in winter's iron claw,
you can’t beat the cage,
there is no tune,
just a shallow maw,
ships sail under blue moons,
work is just a game,
say everyone's your whore,
put salt on your days,
sad song's ring on cue,
what a cache they hoard,
smoke ciggies in the rain,
every trick in use,
it’s all such a bore,
curdled love lights the fuse,
no one is to blame,
why make them roar,
a generation betrayed,
conceal bitter news,
take it to the shore,
drink on borrowed goods,
dance forever more.
Saturday, 19 September 2020
Daniel Three
My song creates good mojo,
nothing to be taught,
you know whose it for,
it jumps like a flea,
whoever takes the tour,
always lands on me,
just this bag of bones,
a lender of last resort,
It won't let you doze,
each tune a jumping bean,
brings you back for more,
makes you dig this scene,
dancing in my zone,
like you used to before,
our time is never gone,
it floats across the sea,
your dress sweeps the floor,
say hello to dreams,
laughing smooths your tones,
brings solace to the poor,
tempers your groans,
opens every door.
Friday, 18 September 2020
Daniel Two
You ask me what's new,
never one to help the poor,
always smart on cue,
you wouldn’t say please,
confined to any wall,
an innate sense of ease,
fools are there to queue,
waiting by the doors,
you’d bust any curfew,
bad guys on the street,
hardly make you pause,
when you hear the screams,
no one can bust through,
hand you out some chores,
make you sweat anew,
you know where you've been,
with your filthy tours,
will you ever bleed,
you’re not my glue,
dancing like some commodore,
your head full of tunes,
checking out the score.
Thursday, 17 September 2020
Daniel
Now you know,
how people feel,
in their bones,
that jilted smile's a strain,
watered by the stream,
they’ll note it anyway,
take the time right now,
unlock without a key,
your luminous frown,
why seek the rain,
peer in mountain streams,
don't need to catch a train,
you’ve nothing to bestow,
with other crazy schemes,
in your moving picture show,
such a long time away,
to live within a dream,
now face each coming day,
you don't have to furrow,
say where you've been,
before the cock crows,
everyone will see
Wednesday, 16 September 2020
Sandy Three
Never one to search for gain,
every track burnt,
don't you ever feel the pain,
or get sore,
forgetting what you learnt
fixing a broken front door,
no matter what it takes,
you’re always present,
to ungrateful ‘probates,
fools sing for applause,
get drunk like the wretched,
you know the score,
no need to remonstrate,
to bring out your best,
what a player you make,
two and two make four,
you scatter the difference,
never ask for more,
but when the night breaks,
your poor investments,
shatter and flake,
what will you do then?
Tuesday, 15 September 2020
Sandy Two
When you start to say,
why I always swim alone,
just give me a break,
sit on the wire,
don't make a run,
you’re not a flyer,
not a second to waste
it's lonely on stones,
but more to my taste
listening to the cryers,
our bed’s rough-hewn,
it calms all desires,
give us our day,
not a long megaphone,
where we can bray,
we are not like Sapphires,
we’ll never atone,
draw air to the fire,
it'll be our holiday,
so far from an Iliad,
won't inquire about gain,
or where we’re going.
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