Ephemeral blues

You know the excitement of sex

and also the boredom of it

you know that habits do vex

the reason so many do split 

What was once so enticing

is no longer and won’t be

what was once so exciting

now makes you feel like a zombie

    I remember the urge

    we just had to merge

    then we fell asunder

    love felt like a blunder

    what else is new ?

    Ephemeral blues !

You know the fun and the passion

the must, the shall, the will be

and then in the strangest of fashions

it seems her attention does kill me

The need and the greed, all the longing

that must at all cost be indulged

just end and you both feel it’s wrong and

the bad news must now be divulged

     refr.

1/7/12

Memory Lane

Memory Lane

Beware of Memory Lane

it has become another street

only the same in name

and the people that you meet

have changed beyond recognition

so full of doubt and suspicion

Going down Memory Lane

places and things you used to know

but it all feels quite insane

strangers moving to and fro’

you seem to watch a competition

between now and time’s attrition

     Memory Lane Memory Lane

     traveling back in time

     Memory Lane Memory Lane

     reclaiming what was mine

     Memory Lane Memory Lane
     cutting it way too fine

When you go down Memory Lane

spectres, phantoms stare you down

and remembrance is a bane

so you stop and stare and frown

and recite the act of contrition

all you feel is contradiction 

    refr.

        Coda: Wave goodbye to memories

                   to fairy tales and stories

                   disappear without a trace

                   forget your figure and your face

                   take leave of your history

30/06/12

Climax

The pain of passion on me
the whip of love upon me
and you do apply it
or at least you try it

The mistress is at work
and a certain darkness lurks
yes I can't deny it
I just had to try it

      Like a priest I kneel before you
      when I lick you and adore you
      you are smoothly shaven
      down there I find my haven
      oh I shiver as you quiver
      and when you climax I relax

I look into your dark eyes
and drift beyond where and why
yes these are weird pleasures
that I've learned to treasure

I visit you so often
feel my old heart soften
our worlds so far apart
I sometimes stop and start

      refr.

I watch your breasts all the time
and you cruelly squeeze mine
rapture and pain in one
you tease me and I'm stunned

I know your time is precious
I buy it but ungracious
you do consult your watch
while I kiss your crotch

refr.

5/6/12. Maria

Witch love

I gaze as far as I can see

way beyond every horizon

and you make all things new to me

you’re my private frantic sun

I stray from every beaten track

in areas without a name

I don’t know how I will get back

things will never be the same

       Goodnight now witch love 

       you leave me with the itch of

       too much yet not enough

       that’s the way of witch love

Live as if there’s no tomorrow

which may well be all too true

beyond joy and beyond sorrow

you’re my private kind of blue 

Now day and night turn into myth

sounds and colours quite unreal

I don’t know what I’ve gained or missed

what I really think or feel

      refr.

3/6/12

Fall for you

I watch you in your window
see the horny men walk by
I will simply never know
why they don't all stop, oh why

     They do not all just fall for you
      like I always do
      'cause that is the simple truth
      I always fall for you
      old as I am
      you make me new

This is a strange world for me
a place with rhyme nor reason
where not all the men do see
you rule every season

         but they don't all etc.

They should just line up for you
grateful for your beauty
from which a little taste will do
to have their pain all soothed

     still they don't all etc.


13/5/12

The game is up

I did cross the sea of sorrow

and I will again tomorrow

life is full of strange goodbyes

now you love and then you die

I am no stranger to deep sadness

and I have flirted with madness

life is full of weird hello’s

then you come and then you go

   This is no spring

   this is no splendour

   still I can sing

   with utmost candour

   of how hearts beat

   in their sweet heat

   until they stop

   the game is up

When you cross the sea of sorrow

you stop thinking ‘bout tomorrow

about hello about goodbye

the only word that’s left is ‘why ?’

I am familiar with badness

and I am no good at gladness

life is full of traps and trials

I want my poison in a vial

       Refr.

                 And this is how the world does work

                 we talk and talk and shape

                 the way we feel the urge

                 to grasp the logic of our days

                 all our longing and our hope

                 all our trying just to cope

                 if we cannot drain that cup

                 well then the game is up

25/4/12

            

Drug

The students in the street

and the sailors on heat

can’t reach us in this room

where our intimacy blooms

      Give me hug

      you are my drug

      I’m in a muddle

      give me a cuddle

      can’t get enough

      of you, my drug

There’s red lights everywhere

but I don’t belong there

my place is on your bed

where you just go to my head

       refr.

Here you tell me secrets

and then you say, oh let’s

have some more tenderness

sheltered from the wilderness

     refr.

19/4/12. Maria

Invisibility blues

Women over fifty complain

“I have become invisible

no man looks at me again

I don’t get requests or nibbles

I’m neglected like a stone

resting in forgotten rivers

I am destitute and alone

I shake and get the shivers”

    Invisibility blues

    you’re bleeped off-screen

    now stomach the bad news

    you will never more be seen

    as an object of desire

    you are left here in the mire

    of invisibility’s blues

    what a painful truth

Men over fifty might find

that they end up just the same

unless they’re rich and resigned

to be chosen for their fame

personality’s no plus

blocks up human interest

the fashion pages that’s not us

and old age is just not blessed

       refr.

                 And we drink

                 and moan and mumble

                 they say we stink

                 and then we stumble

                 home alone

                 and turn to stone

19/4/12

Raven Maria

There’s your shadow

that is sharp and pure

you’re a rich meadow

but quite far from demure

Your room where I’m

at your beck and call

and I buy your time

in hope you’ll stop and stall

      Oh my black raven

      and my great unknown

      I’m beyond saving

      what strange seed you’ve sown

      I kiss all your lips

      as you spread your hips

There’s your stories

I will never know

they’re like toy lorries

and they pass and go

There’s your body

that I like and love

it’s like a story

I keep dreaming of

      refr.

17/4/12

For Maria, my cute prostitute

Weirdo

We used to have friends

now  they’re just people we know

on twitter or facebook

you know how it goes

We used to share time

now  we’re all living online

in virtual places

we’re OK, we are fine

       Weirdo Weirdo Weirdo

        Silly little Hugo

        Weirdo Weirdo Weirdo

        Think it’s time to go

         WEIRDO !

We used to share dreams

and draw up crazy plans

we live on the net now

we are strange diagrams

And I used to love you

now we are so far apart

we’ve gone into hiding

in spaces with no heart

      refr.

16/3/12

Turn of the season

Would you not be frightened

if spring was on your trail

if the sun and splendour

would grab you by the tail ?

Would you not be worried

about all that energy

that explodes in nature

and in you and me

       Turn of the season

       we’ve every reason

       to breach the wall

       to break our fall

       into despair

       now we love and stare

       at the turn of the season

Yes the season’s turning

finally the right way

everything is moving

what more can I say ?

Suddenly you’re smiling

yes once again you’re gay

I can see you’re frisky

please be so everyday

      refr.

16/3/12

The final coming

Words whizz through my head

all the things that can’t be said

all the guilty secrets

all the sad regrets

All the prostitutes

in their windows, mute

all that sad desire

that eternal fire

Caleidoscope words

on outmoded t-shirts

all the longing, craving

I am beyond saving

    The final fuck

    Definite suck

    The final coming

    The lethal lick

    Dead sexy chick

    The final coming

11/3/12

Clever clogs

Now I no longer have a brain

all I’m left with is the pain

my sanity has flown

my cover has been blown

I’ve stopped being human in a sense

I am dim and I am dense

my energy is gone

nil and nothing is the sum

     Clever clogs

     Goody two-shoes

     Nobody snogs

     Clever clogs

     Old slumdog

     Clever clogs

Now I cannot communicate

with a partner or a mate

my identity blown

to far places unknown

Tomorrow and the sum of  days

will soon vanish in  the haze

I am unhinged by dreams

and their unsettling themes

     refr.

15/3/12

Theatre of dreams

Now spring has come

the sky’s pale blue

my eyes dissolve

into that hue

they’re sucked into the emptiness

and now the pain seems less

       Headstrong like a cardinal

       you head for the carnival

       theatre of dreams

       tell me what it means

       love me hug me love me

       in the theatre of dreams

The sunstorm came

our atmosphere

thrown out of joint

why are we here ?

we’re sucked up by radiation

what a new sensation

     refr.

Now skirts are short

and thighs on show

and life seems good

what do you know !

we’re sucked into temptation

sensual elation

refr.

11/3/12

Dead-end dance

If there is a hole in your life

if you don’t have a friend or a wife

maybe something has gone wrong

perhaps you just tarried way  too long

and life just passed you by

and now it’s too late to tray

you can’t make up for false starts

so you just nurse your dead heart

    Baby do the dodo dance

    be another dead-end bird

    honey do the bobo dance

    where the fashion fobs get hurt

    oh this is a dead-end dance

    beyond the dark side of romance

    this is all a dead-end dance

If you don’t talk to the neighbours

if you can’t row with the sailors

if you don’t get to say the word

‘cause what you feel is too much hurt

and no longer you make sense

wrapped up in your self-defense

you’re left without a second chance

and this is your final dance

   refr.

29/2/12

Drive

It is time now to go and drive

and drive and drive on

through the landscapes of a life

that always did thrive on

the promises that were not kept

the loves that ended

in deserts all windswept

engines unmended

    Drive in emptiness

    with poems on our lips

    dive in giddiness

    my soft hands on your hips

    oh drive and drive forlorn

    into the reasons we were born

    drive

It is time now to look far back

as there’s no ahead

yes our hopes did get the sack

the stranger was not met

we are blossoms of the sea

we sparkle and die

this is it for you and me

at least we never lied

       refr.

26/02/12

Goodbye

Take me to that southern city

tell  me this is where he died

the landscape’s gentle like the pity

that his soul was not denied

Some struggles take up too much time

days and weeks and months and years

all without reasom without rhyme

but I know he shed no tears

        You old codger

         you old fart

         sickbed lodger

         boundless heart

         I have come to say goodbye

         or at least I’ll try

         goodbye, and then, goodbye

There must be a mountain village

where we smoke and drink and dance

where we dive into life’s scrimmage

and we always meet perchance

I am not ill there, you’re not dead

jokes are told and then retold

each day is like the day we’ve met

and we simply don’t grow old

       refr.

21/02/2012. In fond memory of Norman Hackett

Nothing is sacred

You trust someone totally

tell them the secrets of your heart

then they betray you fatally

and your feelings fall apart

They say they’re sworn to secrecy

and they’ll be quiet as the grave

how can you show them leniency

when they behave like utter knaves ?

       Nothing is sacred

       nothing is safe

       trust is betrayed

       hearts turn into caves

       wet, lonely and cold

       were you give up and feel old

News came on the telephone

that a dear old friend had died

now help me to a megaphone

so you can hear me as I cry

Friends come and go constantly

people have a way of dying

sadness simply strikes and instantly

the muse records our sighing

      refr.

20/2/12

I live this life, strangely

Oh look dear, the moon is bright
and full, the ice covers the lake
that’s bathing in the phantom light
come let us see what we can take
I live this life, strangely
and you share it bravely

We are all puppet-masters
and we are travelling blind
through brute bliss and weird disaster
come let us see what we can find
I live this life, strangely
tho’ it’s driving me crazy

           I live this life, strangely
           and you shared it bravely
           tho’ you did drive me crazy
           as you did re-arrange me
           but no fate could change me
           I live this life, strangely


And the mad skaters whizz by
they’re like sharp knives in the wind
oh cross my heart and hope to die
there is no place they haven’t been
I live this life, strangely
oh come and re-arrange me

We lose ourselves in the snow
life’s labyrinth’s enticing
we can’t say who is in the know
the art of bread is the slicing
I live this life, strangely
and blind fate will not change me


        refr.

9/2/12

Crossroads

Take me to Robert Johnson's crossroads
and let me see the creature
maybe I will swear the oath
change my old world's features

     Here at the crossroads
     naked as a baby
     freed from the old load
     now it's yes, not maybe
     at the crossroads

Here I am, it's judgment day
nature's bounty bursting out
no one knows just what to say
and if some do, then not out loud

      refr.

30/1/12