Layers of defences to defend you
Prayers of pretences you pretend you
Darers of suspense still suspend you
In the core, the kernel
Beneath the efficacy
Which needles alone can reach
Soothsayer we lent for you to lean on
Mystic we meant no not to mean on
Pilgrims we sent only to be seen on
In the deep, in the subterranean
In the unfathomable
Which only the needles can reach
Windmill
Barbed wire, broken fences
Irregular stone walls
Set against a blue sky
With a mist of silver bullets
About to pounce, or plummet
Wings of calculated dimensions
Listen to the wind, love her
For her energy, love her for her calm
And on this cold winters day
Love her for the warmth
She brings to those from fallen ground
Turn now and turn again
Show off your wares
Flaunt your infinite beauty
Set against a blue sky
With a drift of silver bullets
About to pounce, or plummet
Load off my mind, unburdened
I try to be kind
For certain
Cheque books I've signed at the final curtain
I try to remind
For certain
Mountains I've climbed from Boston to Burton
I still try to find
For certain
Clay pots to grind when putting the skirt on
I still have desires
For certain
The uneven road twists and turns
No long-shot horizons
Foreshortened views overtaken
The benefit of past experience
While looking backwards
Disturbs the forward thinking
Year on year, generation after generation
Only chance changes
The significant outcomes
That, and the determination
The will to win, the desire to succeed
Even against adversity
The uneven road
Sympathetically
Follows the contours
Of natures curvature
Therein lies her hidden beauty
Her undiscovered depths
Frozen windscreen, warm bed, car radio
I think of you
Gentleness, kindness, generosity, beauty
With such words
You take your time to bind me
As I think of you
Fog settles in the valleys, fog drifts on the hilltops
The engine purrs
Regular, synchronised, good timing, efficient
The automotive elixir
Takes the road from under my feet
I drift and I dream
Warm bed, soft pillars, waiting for daybreak
I think of you
Secure, calm, tactile, serene, vivacious
With these such words
You are bound beside me
As I think of you
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Settle into the slow boat
Under stone arch bridges
Cobbled and rutted
Slide over the aqua-duct
Standing on the shoulders
Of giants
Yesterday's men
Today's
Fared fortunes
Settle into the fast lane
Under reinforced concrete
Signed and directed
Shuffle over the suspension bridge
Hung by the coiled towers
Of hope
Yesterday's men
Today's
Shared fortunes
Robert writes in red and green
Wishing me good luck
Kathleen
Is excited, it is such a beautiful card
Roast chestnuts, with slow warmed
Meadow Bay mulled wine
Candles flicker, heavenly scented
With the groves of lemon zest
Peter writes in brown and blue
Wishing me good fortune
Rosie too
Is excited, it tis aglow with love
Toasted marshmallows
Fruit cake with marzipan
I do believe
It is the seasons greetings
Geese in flight
Against the winds
Over the Kingdom Of Bhutan
Up yonder where the bells
Turn on a vertical axis
Where prayers are a physical exercise
Where the snow turns overnight
Into deep frozen ice
Geese in flight into the headwind
Over the base camps laden with foot soldiers
Finger cymbal meditation exercises
Followed by Tibetan treacle tart
Always searching for the best
Of the cholesterol
Up beyond the skyline
What is to be done
Always there is something
Some song to be sung
A wish to buy a diamond ring
What if I say I love you
Always and forever
Some tremble to blue
Light as an ostrich feather
What is to be done
Always my mother called me
There's coal in the scuttle son
Carved names on the sycamore tree
What if I say I love you
Never, not now, nor ever