The deluge

    Let’s start with the forty days, forty days to drown in your sorrows and forty nights to think all those tomorrow’s were never to be,   hey drown anyway.   Some days like some today’s should be, but are not necessarily all that they’re cracked up to be or is that just me…

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The toss of a coin

    I made my wish in the wishing well, wishing for a lady like you and that was the day the well decided to pay and made my wish come true.   The well was made somewhere in China using foam and a polystyrene glue but it worked magic for me, try it and…

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The leader

  Light travels to places that I have never been, If I was light i might travel too. Would;you come with me? he said, rather darkly, she said, not likely, then she took out a cigarette and said, light me…

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Another crease in Croesus

    could be that the clouds are stationary and it’s me that is moving, auditioning for some reversal of fortune.   However, I am as wealthy as any man can be, She has enriched me beyond my wildest dreams and I have some pretty wild dreams…

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Glass curios

    Filled with an ocean of feeling her lips moved in slow motion   until those bottled up words broke free,   she became the tsunami and although she didn’t harm me, I drowned anyway…

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’67 or thereabouts

  The Hippie said, nice man, can I have a slice man. It was the summer of love before I knew what love was and what pain it could bring, where did all those flowers go and who sang the song? Under the Kaftan we got the drift on and moving on because that’s a…

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Standard release

Sometimes when the echo seems to go in reverse I wonder if my hearing’s getting worse or if I’m going mad, a bit sad when that’s all I have to think about and thinking about that, does that makes the madness madder? I dream of her again, she is there again and I’m struck dumb…

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Stutter

I can see how she turns you on even in dreams when the evening’s long gone, I can see how she turns you on. She, looks like the looks you would give begging for mercy with one night to live, She looks like the looks you would give…

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Drifts aimlessly

time to sit and stew to think of everything but mostly you and me, make some tea leave it to brew sit and stew think of you and find the tea’s gone cold. Correct me if I’m wrong but nothing matters except matter, without matter we would be scattered to become untied and unlit atoms…

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Suspicious male

It could go either way on any other day, but today’s the day it goes that way, I’ve been that way and this way could have been another way on any other day. but I’m missing her, the one I share things with, the one who gives me the reasons to live. The sun comes…

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Phantoms

A dark rum and coke and cigarette smoke, she jokes, you’ll be the death of me…

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Oh yes

Connecting with replying to, watching as the day goes.. ..you watch too. It’s a game we play and I know you know it makes the world a better place, for us at least…

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The incision

When they’re all standing around me watching me leave them saying how much they loved me I wonder will I believe them? At death’s door because there’s always a door and that’s what we’re here for, to explore, nothing more…

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A fortune awaits

The travel back there to get home and to share the afternoon with my lady. It was a hard day a bread and dripping or a lard day but days like this come and go it won’t be remembered, but the afternoon will and the evening spent under the light of the moon will because…

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The sweep hand

Why is it taking so long what has time done and is anything wrong? Relative, they say and time stands still like when I look at you and your eyes, stunned, I am mesmerised. I think that’s the fixed point in space somewhere between now and your face. and no one needs to tell the…

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Last night

I got lost in the best of it you reminded me about the rest of it and now it’s Sunday morning…

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Twenty four carat

Just then before the last morning broke when we spoke of important things, eyes still glued by restless sleep I keep these memories deep inside…

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Unfinishing a song

I never thought the stories true I could only read what was in you and you wrote life so slow and so very easy,……

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Oyster Bay

disappear into her eyes and sink beneath the weight of waves. underneath her satin spells where ‘she sells sea shells’ an angel dwells. Along with this shoreline I am waiting for the tide and time to be in sync, before I take the leap and make the link complete…

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