Pretty words and parting flowers

Then I rationalise it as jealousy

Making sense with no sense

There was I’m quite certain, there was a shaky feeling

I have been misled, for certain, or were you dealing

Pretty words and parting flowers

Remembering the movies, remembering ‘The Hours’

When the balance began, began by getting lost

The red mist, angers languor, senseless loss

I sensed loss at any cost

Driving at midnight, up country over a fault free line

Up country; simmer’s settle, thought process fettled

The madness mellows, wallows in the moonshine

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Burning no delphinium

That’s thinned it down to jealousy

For one to someone’s daughters husband

For another an old colleague or school governor

Perhaps some artistic friends at theatre

There might even have been someone’s brothers

Though not my neighbour, the father of our dreams

Your words never led me, said to me to think him so

Then really it’s about possession

This crazy daft obsession

Don’t ever learn the lesson

The crescent moon turns sharp too soon

As we cut the cloth with silence

Men of words condemned by hesitance

Blown away and up in smoke by reticence

It’s a madness bordering delirium

Scrawling this elemental prescription cerium

For you to read it’s more than tedium

Extremis no grounds for seeking medium

Crazed and senseless past remedium

One more cigarette growing no delphinium

A glass of milk and back along the continuum

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These are only words

Wherever you are now

Whatever your circumstance

Reading my words

You only have from me my words

This sound I hear

This inclination dear

Into ether disappears

Into only my words

I could try to pace

Run then such a race

This space embrace

But still you only have my words

I could remind you of a picture

Dedicate colours richer

Embroider with stitch and pitcher

Only for you to only have my words

Recreate a journey

Pray up to eternity

Praise gods gift maternity

But still you only have my words

Seems your help is needed

Your adoption and adaptation pleaded

Between the lines re-seeded

Making more than only my words

Turn this into meditation

Find your cross, fix your station

Deliver to your inner nation

Staying, saying only with my words

Slow down now

Introduce your own sounds around

Hear that distant bell

Foretell your shell around my words

Slow down again

Listen to the raindrops

Splash your playful puddles

Wash your water over my words

Slow down to a whisper

Kiss the touch that missed her

Remember your mother, your sister

Bring your family into my words

Now you are calm and serene

Feeling goodness in between

Your soul and body clean

Sheen your sparkle on my words

Tomorrow we’ll do the jazz

The rock and the razzamatazz

Nights out with the lads

Blast my words loud into the night

We’ll pour the wine and whisky

Move up close, get frisky

Forget who takes the biscuit

Recall my illicit words

In front of the magistrate with remorse

Your honour, sorry; of course, of course

We were pretending, like the bourse

Reciting only my words

In prison cell and courtyard

Dwelling on what is, and what might have been

You thought it was the truth you’d seen

But it was only only my words

Back at the beginning

A chorus chord for singing

In your ears you can hear them ringing

These are only my words

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A last goodbye

Hands upon my shoulder

Clasp before you cry

Warmth flowing

Parting

A last goodbye

Hands around the waistline

Clench touch you try

Warmth flowing

Parting

A last goodbye

Hands stroke the neck nape

Massage nervous lobes you pry

Warmth flowing

Parting

Goodbye

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The devil levels

Decorating cakes and winning medals

Elephants up the stairs push bike pedals

Crushing dust brushing up the pebbles

Footprints on hot coals as the devil levels

Expecting wakes thirst slaking revellers

Bedevilled brakes Turin meddles dwell

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Dreamy lair

Your essence waved, my wafted air

I’d taken time and crafted, serenity to share

Then the blue sky turned to gold

Your effervescence duly staffed, my dreamy lair

I waited less than wandered, in incandescent prayer

Then the clouds, lined with silver, softly rolled

Your presence presents, a trembling bare

I’d opened, once again, this strange affair

Then the red moon rose, by the setting sun

Your lessons in love, lent in a gentle stare

I’d been carefree, lest care made me beware

Then the sky opened all the way to heaven

Your defence, immense at first, wavered there

I’d shown relentless perseverance, a scattered flare

Then you said take my hand our thighs to fondle

We wandered amongst the wonder stuff

We wondered, how we would share

Then the night turned, scared, into a dull grey day

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Yes, that glitterati literati stuff

Lavender swing and Russian vine

Boy it spreads like swine

That Prussian wine

Garden gate and summer fete

Boy isn’t England great

At that washing plate

Shower and brush, I’m coming up lush

Oh that teenage crush

Rash it up, listen for thong and thrush

Library books and surfers touch

Yes, that glitterati literati stuff

Ledbury’s found, all bound and butch

Jazz and soul and rock and roll

Dwell upon that digital ball

Soak up that frock, astride your cockle stall

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