Blow away the bogus

Transcendental meditation
Imagination
The moving picture is
Still of you

Desensitise the eyes
Realise
Still the moving picture
Takes a familiar view

Smiles layered deeper
Sweep
The field and the focus
Substitute a lower locus

Fragments of emotion
Nights of skin touched
Without caution

Externalise
Blow away the bogus
Wise men wander free

But near
The regressive seer
One kiss caught me, I leer

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Slipped through

I wake
I am warm
I smile
A little while

I wake
To hear
Doors slam
I don’t give a damn

I swoon
Warm
In my reflective
Capsule cocoon

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Lady love in lavender
Every day
A calendar

My lady love
O baby love
My lady love in lavender

My lady love
My baby love
My lady love in lavender

O poppy fields
And cotton reels

Every day my love she steals

O lady love
My baby love
My lady love in lavender

O baby love
My lady love
My Lavender

In fields of corn
Our passion sworn

My lady love
O baby love
My lady love in lavender

O baby
My lady
My lady love
My Lavender

Under silver clouds
With sparkled shrouds

My lady love
O baby love
My lady love in lavender

O baby love
My lady love
My Lavender

Ever tender is the night
More tender still
The morning

My lady love
O baby love
My lady love in lavender

O baby love
O lady love
O Lavender

Every day
My baby love
My lady love
Every way my calendar


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Love the Loss

I love the pain
I love the grief
I love the constant
Disbelief

I love to cry
You say goodbye
I wonder why
But love to cry

I love to smoke
Your words to choke
A heavenly soak
Without your poke

Some folk whinge
That makes me cringe
When love is gone
Don’t let it singe

Others mope
Or call the pope
Or worse they dangle
On the ring of rope

But for me, from afar
No door ajar
I love the loss, covered
In its sphagnum moss

Love the bucketfuls of tears
Love the wasted years

Of blown away
Memories

I love to lie
Of love deprived
I shall not die
Of loss contrived


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In Defence of Past Mikado

It is an age of acceptance
Passed the time to mourn
Your defence of incommunicado
Set deep into the ring of thorns

You offer me no hope
So I will go
Nowhere else
Instead

You offer me no hope
For you
Our love is long gone
Dead

Think then of deliverance
The bull caught by the horn
Your defence of passed Mikado
The executioner enthroned, reborn

You offer me no hope
So I will go
Elsewhere
Or no

You offer me no hope
For you
I am from long ago
Or so


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Dry

Butterfly
& dandelion
Wisp of sand
Land of Zion

Once ordinary folk

House martins
Homing pigeons
& sparrows parting
On telegraph wires

Can we please talk

Salmon leap
Passed rainbow trout
In sea and stream
They too weave in & out

What is there to talk about

Buttercups
Clovers, daisies
Soundproofed
Stone walls

Must we shout

Silk, velvet
Nylon vest
Negligee, slip
Land of Zion?

Give it a rest


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