Lief

I wait for the night to fall quiet

Will away the general hum

While the fading roar fall home

In this instance of one indigenous

Not altogether of this part

An instance then of distant county 

I am fair close to the rattling roads

A birthplace for noise

To warn of oncoming locomotion

In this instance of momentum

Or rather call to fading light

An instance of the minutiae

I wait for her steps to walk

Will off the past indifference

While her ageing steps tread on

In this instance of one more deception

Unfair to share as so far apart

An instance of the cruel misperception

I wait for no end of words

Will off the poets cleave

While still to deepen the disbelief

This is a poem from Filmic: Love of Our World of Purples & Blues

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Motif

She scrambles my timeless moments

Redefines my mind

And signs my dreams on the kerbs of waking

What of those moments

Might be recovered

Is it to feign to blow ones cover

And say the same is never the same

As it never was

This is a poem from Filmic: Love of Our World of Purples & Blues

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Counter

Dull mind, cold winds return

Grey skies dominate the horizon

What now of the sand and the sea

Of the suns heat laid onto bare bodies

Think then to the first introductions

Without innocence; witness rampant

Roots, of loves flaming associations

Dream then, of conversations

With permanence at heart

Rocking chairs on the verandah

Sing then of life's untold hold

On boundless joy; her counter

To doubts & the depths of despondence

This is a poem from Filmic: Love of Our World of Purples & Blues

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Strike

Ricochet from the cursor to the cursed

The walls of love thus collapse

Will I ever be complete

As flesh torn or organs drawn

Abstract licences crumble to dust

Yet, in defiance of sense, the worn

And weathered foundations are relaid

Same as it ever was, same as it ever was

This is a poem from Filmic: Love of Our World of Purples & Blues

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Knowing Plight

Light dances on the water spray

Love and her dear romances

Reminders of the past

Come the darling month of May

All the while two bushes blaze

Fazed out towards the setting sun

The rushes hedge embrace the haze

In space it is, where relapse runs

The dance that was of pixies true

Love and her dark companion

Turned shadows into dreams

Of bleaker and blacker blue

Unknowing of the knowing plight

Two vessels coast upon the shore

In darker days their darkness fights

For the fabled key of the golden door

Their pairing of the spray and chance

In garments of the brazen

Struth; worn with bare & backless backs

On islands off the coast of France

This is a poem from Filmic: Love of Our World of Purples & Blues

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