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Tuesday 22 November 2011

Round wrung floodlights


There was a shaft of sunlight
Right across the flags
A spot of cloud sunk sunlight
From mad, to sad, to glad

Observed with interest and culture
Slight refrain she nags
A spot of cloud sunk sunlight
From boy, to lad, to dad

Nowhere to take you
Except from peak, to peak, to peak
A lot of round wrung floodlights
Poetry, fiction, drama, strad

Instead beside the iron bed
Led from the here and now
Taken to a memory, shaded
Shadow of the Bhagavad



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Monday 21 November 2011

You vouched to play


Quotations and reference
Citations and severance
Plantations of preference
Visitations deferred

How many more curriculum vitae
How many thanks but no thanks
Toe the line you’ll get your chance
Pride or prejudice, unjust romance

Social came just the same
To see for what you do
But looked right on, straight on through
Interested in 'selves, no interest in you

You brought the kids up on your own
Mostly now they’re resolute
Education will be their suit
Inspired by what happened too

Worlds away the musicians play
Caribbean, calypso, contraband
Extemporise to realise
This land is your land, is my land

So computer hack
The Union Jack
Take no more flack
It’s just the sack

And anyway the other day
You vouched to play
Down Islington way
At the Crown and Anchor

So thank her and her sister
Not so much her son, odd mister
Her Kingdom come you just kissed her
And for that we say your hips please sway

Your rhythm and your rumba
Your echo and your number
You dance, while all we do is lumber
You are our soul

You are reggaes rock and roll


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Sunday 20 November 2011

Lay Quietly


The gossamer of finest denier
Cast into still air
Still its ether hangs

Tall pampas grass
Faced into the ocean wind
Still it stands erect

Silk scarf so finely spun
Lays light upon your shoulder
Still its quiet resounds

Spray so fine; hardly a mist
On the crest of sand and down
Still its hope glistens

Perfume; worn with a lovers touch
On a neck nape softly under spun
Still its dream captures

The vacation so easily missed
On the calendar often read
Still its love we kissed

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Friday 18 November 2011

Every day a calendar (My lady love in lavender)



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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Wednesday 16 November 2011

Fabula Night









Tenderfoot and follow through
The midnight hour
Son of February did arrive

The midnight hour
Change gear, accelerate too
An heavenly coastal soporific drive

The midwife from the north
Burnley thought, to deliver life
The midnight hour

Swathed in satin, torn in silk
The midnight hour
How many years before the strife

The midnight hour
Last moments of a couple be
What chance on a future wife

Dolphins call as surf waves roll
Cope unsung the artist’s knife
The midnight hour

Eastern shores of risen sun
The midnight hour
Lonely road to cottage tied

The midnight hour
Tenderfoot and follow through
Happiness through moonlit cries

Change gear, accelerate too
Away so far, you soon replied
The midnight hour

The mid-life lad down from the north
The midnight hour
Unknowing that their love had died



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