Elbowed Out

Find me in a faithless light 

Of the past and of the night

Singing songs and losing sight

Find me in a faithless light

Find me on a timeless flight

Of a mind with viscous plight

Taking risks and getting tight

Find me on a timeless flight

Find me with the blameless right

Of a future spelt and trite

Saying yes or maybe might

Find me with the blameless right

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Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Trepidation

Luxuriate in that fearless time of youth before you ever witnessed the exploits of the Mafioso

Wander if you will, in that skeletal forest, reminiscent of Nash’s burnt, scarred and devoured environment

Do you need to know any of that backstory to see that this is the face of a scared and frightened man

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Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Splashed water

I did not, would not, could not say no

Therein lies the impossible power of attachment

I pulled you close

Looked into your eyes

You laughed, yet you were quite unable

To look back into mine

I sat naked

As we dined

On the waterside terrace

Of my ex-wife’s sprawling cottage

You told of vacations

I began to understand

You ate easily of the anchovies

I struggled to find more abundant supplies

It was indeed unexpected for a neighbour to intrude

With pointless talk, endless conversation

Of troubles found

Here, at home & also beyond the Horn of Africa

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Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Doddle

Foul day

Strong winds, torrential rain

UA Fanthorpe telling of this thin strip of land

Earlier; gas flames set low, lights dimmed

Sat with a straight back, on a straight backed chair

I joined in a meditation with the Boys of Ampleforth

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Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

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Dream

I could not have thought it otherwise

Yet now I can think of you more easily

Even to think that we could be friends

Though to touch would be a fear

A fear that I might collapse into your arms

In search of all

That I have worked so hard to protect myself from

What brought me to this

It was a dream, less than a second I expect

An image of you with sparkling hair, a smile

A short nightdress

Your pubic hair pushed forwards 

Aching to be touched - I did not touch

To this day some fears remain

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Elbowed Out - Love of Listening to Michelangelo

Christopher's Poetry collections can be found on iTunes and on Kindle by clicking the highlighted links