Redeem this song

Smile, always and forever

The first kiss of late evening

Anticipated excitement, fingers touch

Missiles miss, so so much

Thank you, now or never

The first engagement of assistance

Unexpected, the unusual is tough to come to

Unusually rough to endorse

Wriggle, trip the light fantastic

Fandango under the moons of so so many colours

Detected introspection is uncovered uneasily

Unease, yet easy and plain to see

Together we collect the love of human kindness

So much in love, life seems to redeem so so freely

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Faraway

I send you a letter, I love the time of writing

And then forget

Next day another phrase catches my ear

Though let us not call it an internal rhyme

We talked of the Camera Obscura

A photograph with a thousand points of view

There through the window, out over the valley

One mile, more or less, away from the ford

In summers heat, perspiration brings

The muddled befuddled mind

To slow down, or jump in the pool

With or without question

In the letter I hoped for a reply

Did you

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Who goes there

Leaf on prickly stalk of bramble

Who would not be hurt by your grazing

Or by the loud voice of that bully of a teacher

That show off, full of arrogance and contempt

Willows sway in all those wild winds

Of slaughter

Show your flex to sustain your summer

Give your shape its beauty, fair play freely

Tarmac trodden with heavy boots

Braziers, flames, smoke, aromatic moisture

Laid down over lost pastures, flattened

And trimmed with a massive machine

The freeway, the autobahn

The rhetoric and the rhetorical question

Listen, can you hear the tough guys

Hear them, they are all alone

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A young man became an old man

Warm silence

Ice-cold beer

Anger and forgiveness

Inadequate without complaint

Mellow, gentle

Distraught with blame

Shadows and suspicions

Unable to find a name

Whispers are cold

Chilled

Sisters of mercy

Awash with fear

Soft sensitive belongings

A quiet

Walk

Before being buried alive

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Wait; please do not disturb

In between the roof-light rafters

Beneath the flattened lead

Cool air in a regenerative recirculation

Still yet moving, slow air moving slowly

Than the breath of silence

Slower than the breeze

Of the black cloaks breezing

Striding out down the aisle with a purpose 

To say all of those old words

That the roof-space freely had you thinking

To read out, shout even, praising other men’s verses

Worse then than to leave you leaving

Without your own meditation

Without your own memories

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