The Date

Every day we communicate
Friends of quite a distance
Interested in interests
Communiques to become

Tonight, listening to poetry
Words spoken, of touch
Touch of quite a distance
Poets to become

Studies draw to a close
Summer ahead
Itineraries to explore
Spring each step so fresh

Tonight at the cinema
Remember New Zealand
Tell
Of all to know

Every way
Care to wait
Rate
Lives so dear

The dates of chancery
Coincidences
Are caught
In the cheese-cakes taste

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Whatever Page Frames Meaning

The trauma is receding
As middle age moves onwards
Whatever rage came leading
The sage has bound the bleeding

Some lives begin at twenty
Some lives never do
Some souls have more love
Than any brothers blue

The hairline is proceeding
As middle earth returns
Whatever page frames meaning
The cage has found the feeding

Some lives begin at thirty
Some lives never do
Some calls have more love
Than hurt, as if forever knew

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Your Mother, Fair Maiden

Out there
Out in far distance
I hear your voice
Fair singing

Of carousels
Country belles
And troubadours
Still clinging

Of wishing wells
And Tinkerbelle
Bracken boors
So bringing

Your mother, fair maiden
Alive on fairest ground
Your mother, rare laden
Thrived upon your sound

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Back When You’ve Gone Away

What did you say
About downtown
On Saturday
Would you so play

There on the bank
The brink of fair happiness
Dressed in mink
She winks, and walks on by

Hey now, they say
She'll be back
Wait for time to take
The rough cuts and the malady

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It's Early, How Are You

Other singer's songs
Are singing in my head
It's eight in the morning
I'm more alive than dead
I've woke and it's quite early
Sleep came as such a fake
I've spoke to no one lately
But smile so soon I wake
But smile so soon I wake

Other florist's flowers
Are garlands posed deep red
I wait for early warnings
In all the words I've said
I wake within the bird song
Fawn as the love of life is led
I wake in the early morning
Look back at what I have read

It's early; bird's are singing
It's early; I am bringing
Bringing you
Back into my bed
Cocoa pops and cider
Lay right down beside her
Smoke that slow cigarette
Pluck the strings so slow
Undress again my blue
Undress my beauty baby blue

You came to be my lover
You came to be my life
No shame you said to smother
No blame or sacrifice
Other writer's words
Walk easy in my land
Other talkers talk
They seem a happy band

I've woke and it's quite early
Sleep came as such a fake
I've spoke to no one lately
But smile so soon I wake
But smile so soon I wake

Other chartist’s showers
Are sprinkled now unsaid
I wait for curlews blinkered
On the entire world I have fed
I wait with soft words fingered
The gift of life is bred
I wait, as lightness
Herself still lingered
Love, laid back
On the weeps of wed

It's early how are you
It's early how far you
It's early my star you
Come
Back into my bed
Your entrance here beside me
Come back into my bed
Your fragrance clear beside me
Calm inside my head

Jelly tots and liquorice
To do with as we wish
Talk that fabled sensuality
Flex my tummy kiss
Undress again my lover
Undress again
My zoobie zombie miss
You came to be my lover
You came to be my life
No name of any other
Past flame to patronise

Other painter's pictures
Are laid upon their stands
My mother's footprints figure
Set soft there in the sand
I've woke and it's quite early
Sleep came home as such a fake
I've smoked for no one lately
I smile so soon I wake
I smile so soon I wake

I've woke and it's quite early
Sleep came home as such a fake
I've choked for no one lately
I smile so soon I wake

I smile so soon I wake
I smile I ache
I smile so soon I wake
I smile for you, I ache for you
I smile for you, I ache for you
I smile for you
I smile so soon I wake
I smile I ache
I smile so soon I wake
I smile, that so soon I wake

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