Double Two

Twin carburettor

Dual streams of passion

Couplings of chains and silkworms

Ever to be the effervescent

No place for lent

However well meant

I am intent on duplication

The creation of parallel lives

With tales of past and future wives

Knives drawn and daggers sharpened

Harp on about Mneme, indefinitely

She holds her sway, still here today

These six years or more thereafter

As dust in the rafters, her craft

And guile, her half forgotten smile

Combine to taunt & haunt me

Close to the whispering harmonica

Inspired to have found

Such rich and common ground

Her sounds are your sounds

You rebound to her love and care

With care and love

Above all of that

These five years

Or more of a passion

Drawn to draw upon

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

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Precept

It is so easy to forget

Oui, je n'ai aucun regret

It as taken a while, yet

The demons seem to set

With the loss of the abject

Pain, indeed o yes I wept

Once a week in step

Distanced there to bet

Payment for the let

Dust that never swept

Returned by avocet

Ache of deeper debt

Your hold as we met

It is my only one regret

All that I recall I beget

Yet just so soon forget

Of all the times I crept

In nights I never slept

With dreams to intercept

The love of love I kept

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

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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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or as a homemade print book, and audio cd from  poetryshop 

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

Available as ebook from Kindle
or as a homemade print book, and audio cd from  poetryshop