Sunday, 27 December 2020

Patrick Three

She won't have you, without a world to gain, knows what’s to lose, scrubbed by fire, how to remain, she balances the wire, doesn’t do feuds, makes Caramba in haste, what's not to choose, anything you desire, is hard to disdain, when so much for hire, what she's been through, can’t be laughed away, bones tell the truth, her lips won't ask why, you live with the strain, or forget what's the time, her heart seeks good news, it runs like the Spey, have you brought dancing shoes, Spring’s here again ?

Friday, 25 December 2020

Patrick Two

Nothing much to gain, a knife to your throat, it’s not easy to escape, they'll depart soon, blood on their boat, singing their tunes, you'll survive the wait, know in your bones, there is no pilot, never mind their hooks, they won’t reach a throne, or the love of fools, on a sea irate, they’ll remain forlorn , desperate for a Mate, there is only a few, who’ll escape the rope, you’re no one's dupe, it's far too late, to let them know, it is not your fate, you won’t follow.

Thursday, 24 December 2020

Patrick

If you cook with gas, turn the flame up, make sure its a blast, face warm as hot stones, the way you love, beats going home, silken ones trap, their own bad skunk, sway and collapse, they ring you the most, roll in the muck, stay at their posts, drink wine aghast, say they’re no muppets, attend holy Mass, let them go roam, consider them fluff, they pick at your bones, no one lasts, without some luck, let them shout Basta give them a shrug.

Jamie Three

Like you like to rule, even on the bread line, regarding other fools, you think you're great, when other's ask why, stop before it's too late, it does no good, what’s going on inside, such a face you pull, yet once again, the eyes dance like fireflies, they’ll have their say, it’s a poor gruel, these cooked over lies, to all that is you , here in this game, you play with your life, for who holds the reins, poor burnt-out mules, offer no hindsight, but is it cool, to fulfil a demise?

Tuesday, 22 December 2020

Jamie Two

Forget my dreams, I don't want to ‘phone, bitter what you’ve done to me, not so stupid, to seek to atone, the cause of love, look at this has-been, who lives through his ghosts, is that what you see, even if you knew, you once touched my soul, is it something to live for, my scene, that you put on toast, your hair like autumn leaves, I hate where I'm going, a knife to my throat, ocean waves roll, you know where you've been, don't let out a groan, we’re no longer a team, I’m going I’m gone.

Monday, 21 December 2020

Jamie

My lover asks, were you ever born, how come nothing lasts, don’t you have ghosts, dreams you’ve scorned, that won't leave you alone, I adjust my mask, stifle a yawn, I know my past, don't ever throw stones, at what you've torn, it stops you growing, I like these chit chats, what is to disown, where you leave your hat, with love in my bones, I whistle up a storm, everyone needs a home, my key’s under the mat, no one's forever forlorn, I’m built to last, a place to spawn

Sunday, 20 December 2020

Natalie Two

You only smile uneasy, stammer out what to say, now my spirit's released, a high heeled slumber, stones, wreath, holidays, does it make you wonder, my coward's release, without hope or shape, you’ll know it one day, me with your number, who you begged to embrace, a life unencumbered, my insides screech, cornfields whisper and sway, voices die in the breeze, waste of time don't bother, it’s such a disgrace, you can roll the thunder, dance with the mustard seed, a certain rising too late, but you'll never see, that look upon my face.