Tricks of Time

In the days extravaganza of seconds

Might I share a few

In this anything but miasma 

I am able to steadily bring 

Mneme's sensitive voice

To wash peacefully over me

Still, almost silent moments within

Except for the flicker of the fires flames

Except for the lest forgetful petrified heart

Outside the wet afternoon brings breezy

Blustery wilder times to the treetops

Life is scythed through the weather vanes

I sway, I hope you sway too

As we swayed with the waves

That tumbled down

Onto the dune protected shoreline

I have no demons to slay, what's that you say

A few words to remind me of the good times

In this days extravaganza of recollections

Where I can always rely upon your insistence

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Sunday

The earthliness of the day attracts me

Slight drizzle, tight breeze

Blighted head after last nights

Light filled, late fight celebration

The stillness of the damp, limp leaves

On the sorrowful Laburnum tree

Mirrors the pace of my hoped for thoughts

If only a gardener, with a wheelbarrow

Could trip across the lawns, or if the

Delivery-men would nip around

With our artisan's shepherds hut

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Anchor Court

Wooden floor, bed settee, bare walls

Except for a picture by Monet 

Lyle Lovett on the hi-fi

His big band lingering

Oil pastels smudge my fingertips

Echoes of my son hurling pebbles

Into the half sight, dark light seas

Nights of ones own company

To play, to cry

To have the strength to sigh

Then go on to rediscover

Coir mat tiled flooring

Two bedrooms

A bathroom and a kitchen

Music that floats, to whichever

Of the four single beds 

I choose to lay my head upon

Sufficient accommodation

For my visiting offspring, and for

My more recent, hopefully

Indecent acquaintances

Flights of ones own fancies

To play, to slay

To have the doubt to weigh

Up only the day of positives

Champagne or chilled white wine

On the sunny-side flags out front

Thoughts of the sophisticated town

That basks over the bakeries rooftops

It is the midwinters brightest season

Weathered by a micro climate

Sights that sensed

The inevitable impermanence

To live, to hopelessly give

To ply, to be so sly as

To shy away from reality

Floors stripped

Furniture and effects loaded

Onto a white removal van

Key fobs pushed, squeezed

With a don’t return note

Into the estate agents letterbox

My brother and my daughter

Present at this intermittent

Significant, half-final reckoning

My lover negligently absent

Rites of passage not observed

We swerve out of town

To deny, to give back the gown

Frown, as we call time

On the dreams end

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Warmer than Rain

Am I freed of her

Is that why I smile to myself

In my morning shower

Now she is with another

Am I free

To love her more than ever

No more my lovers keeper

Can such freedom

Let me weep of our memories

Cry tears of joy

For those sunshine summers

Where we held hands

Is this free, I sure feel free

To go and sing

Of the whole worlds beauty

Did I hear a whisper

Of the word delirium

It is true, I once was her mister

Closer ever than brother and sister

We kissed; she will be missed

As I smile, on loves lost flower

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Gift

I have the taste for saddened verse

News of love lain once immersed

Words came to say, of this day

All the rain with tears may play

He told of she, but she not he

She though was pleased

At where he be, he

Did not see it quite so well

Truth to tell he went though hell

He'd caught the swell

Of foolish pride; she decided

No more, and that was that

Back to the fedora hat

Perm blown hair

Back to the flair 

That suited his youth

Struth

He was nearer death than life

She never was his wife

All appearances turned to strife

The knife then turned one last time

Chime of noon, flash of light

Cheering crowd, in beauties sight

She took the ring 

& hugged her new man 

Close and tight

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