Flames are lowered, gentle curve of decay amongst the embers
Turn pages of the picture books, remember those past Decembers
Lend her the lyric hooks, sing songs of joy and tenderness
Suppress at once the negative looks, that is no way to send her
Fend off your depression, close up the downbeat
With the light of impression share her romantic nooks & crannies
Play her Danny and the Champions of the World
Swirl her on to the dance floor
More you shout, folklore edicts the damsel fair
Rare as sacred through wildest air
Care of the curved decay whose lowered tones blend her wishes
Superstitious as she becomes
Run now, run your words down to the floor
The core is gone, the story flickered, lest it shone
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Tuesday, 13 November 2012
Monday, 12 November 2012
Nobody Knows You Slowly
You wear curled up boots
& smoke a slim cigar
You've got a ten gallon hat
& a Buick convertible car
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you really are
You sell your soul for money
In half lit American bars
You dream of walks in moonlight
Under a night of silver stars
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you really are
You stand assigned to keep your time
Strumming an eight string steel guitar
You’ve walked the line
Your music’s heard near & far
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you really are
She saw you in the drive-by
Thought how doubtful you are
She heard you at the movies
With your mournful la la la
She wants to know you slowly
To find out who you really are
She wants to know you slowly
To find out who you really are
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you are
She wants to know you slowly
To find out who you really are
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
& smoke a slim cigar
You've got a ten gallon hat
& a Buick convertible car
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you really are
You sell your soul for money
In half lit American bars
You dream of walks in moonlight
Under a night of silver stars
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you really are
You stand assigned to keep your time
Strumming an eight string steel guitar
You’ve walked the line
Your music’s heard near & far
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you really are
She saw you in the drive-by
Thought how doubtful you are
She heard you at the movies
With your mournful la la la
She wants to know you slowly
To find out who you really are
She wants to know you slowly
To find out who you really are
But nobody knows you slowly
Nobody knows who you are
She wants to know you slowly
To find out who you really are
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Sunday, 11 November 2012
Crystal
Turn down the night
As the cars go racing
Settle to the inner sight
Again to walk the machair
Trip down the sand dunes
All at one with two once fair
Take a balance to the light
The clock of time is south facing
The fiddler fettles as well he might
Again to drive on as we dare
Pulled by tractor through golden rills
All at one with two to care
Stroke the glass ball, here your plight
The mirage of worlds are pacing
Life unfolds at the reasons for the flight
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
As the cars go racing
Settle to the inner sight
Again to walk the machair
Trip down the sand dunes
All at one with two once fair
Take a balance to the light
The clock of time is south facing
The fiddler fettles as well he might
Again to drive on as we dare
Pulled by tractor through golden rills
All at one with two to care
Stroke the glass ball, here your plight
The mirage of worlds are pacing
Life unfolds at the reasons for the flight
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Saturday, 10 November 2012
Dunes
Low slung moon
Slow sung tune
Palms with shadows for branches
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Slow sung tune
Palms with shadows for branches
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Friday, 9 November 2012
Station
Propulsion
We are all propelled
This way and that
That way and this
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
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