Loss: Heroin

Heroin

Inspired by Jack Vettriano

“Black Friday”

Injected at last.....it takes my soul

Again to darkness

A vision of beauty fills my eyes

That I will let her go....my prize

Into the void she so did not want

To taste to feel, alone and hard

No future, no softness held in awe

Just a memory, held tightly, in store.

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Life: Crimson tide

Crimson Tide

Which way do you turn to find the light?

Hear laughter, see smiles, feel pain

Open eyes to search the skies that you might

At last grasp the warmth, when you hear your name.

Lost is somewhere inside your mind

Tight up inside that corner of dark

So sure that you could never be found

But dark is the quiet waiting for the light.

Self is good; self is you, self not less

But you, you are all you need

To stand up tall for the world to see,

You are as you are, not as they want.

Sitting quiet, watching the sun setting

Warm breeze wafting your flaxen hair

Knowing you are you, that beautiful you

As strong and sure as the setting sun

Over crimson tide

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Love : Raindrops

Raindrops....

Sitting watching the raindrops fall

In pools of daring do

Of lovers reaching out to feel

Their hearts do ache for things they say

In yearning tales of windswept hill

She cries out loud for all to hear

Her love for him not of her will

She cannot help her heart to bear

The rain it comes and n'er to stop

She can but breathe her words of love

Her voice drowned out by years of pain

She dreams of space, her yearn to have

A feel of warmth as she lay down

Skin of ivory for all to see

She sleeps in rapture heart all sown

She needs me now she is with me.

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Life : Portofino

Portofino

Riva berthed up to the dock

Glistening teak, engine raw.

Alighting beauty, floral frock

Quite the most ravishing sight I ever saw.

Silk scarf trailing in the breeze

To harbour café, cocktails too

Brings men folk out onto their knees

How can that be she’s here for me?

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Lust : Night Comes Calling

Night Comes Calling

Inspired By Jack Vettriano “Fetish”

Night comes again, demons call

To pull me out away from safe port

Along the path, where sunlight did fall

Where shadows now fall short

Make that step, follow the cloak

Of darkness strident smoke does fill

All my lungs, till n'er can speak

And my heart would stop.

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Life : Madness

Madness

I can’t be mad, but maybe I can

No definition so bold to prove the prognosis

But it’s real enough, just dig deeper

There beyond the face the madness lurks

Open your mind it will all flood out

The good, the bad, all as one

Run like the wind, scream and shout

Prove me mad and then I’ve won

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Love: When I Found You

When I found you

I could not really have

Understood the impact that

Knowing you would have upon

My soul, deep in my heart

That I could say those words

To someone in the gallery

Of my life at that time

Who took my heart, my soul to see?

No one able to know

Sucked deep into the light

Like Juliet’s tragic Romeo

Unable to distinguish wrong from right

So as we now stand apart

Truth flows like Mothers milk

So far ahead from whence we did start

To say that I might let you go, just tears me apart.

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Lust : Pinch Me

Pinch me

Pinch me bite me, play my game of pain

Hurts just right, n’er too much, you have it just

As I need to satisfy my gain

I yearn that edge, that painful lust

The blade of ecstasy traces down

My naked back, to where you see

The fruits of labour, a guilded crown

Tumescent there, you now own me

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Love: The Flower That Is You

The Flower that is you

Lanes of pink blossom fall

Onto your hair, like drops of rain to petal rose

Gently touching, wings of angels enthrall

The story starts with a kiss, soft as prose,

That touches hearts with simple words

Truth, not lies, they make the day

Like the falling blossom, it’s not why they do

It’s where they stay

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Lust : Cuffs

Cuffs  ©

Inspired by Jack Vettriano

Starched white cuffs, caress your face

As Blindfold takes your light away

Cigarette smoke rises, you know your place

You try to speak but what to say?

Legs array, wrists tied on chair

By ribbon of red, and deep with bow

Gentle hands pull thro your hair

Your smile in tense, it is what you know!

Love: Fair Ladies in Hue

Fair Ladies in Hue

Careless gestures, thoughts of you

Wanton mind, so sharp

In cuts so deep, to know it’s true

Your faces etched unto my heart

Silk on satin, reclining so

Hearts so dashed on rocks so dark

Like thunder shouting out no

How could I ever talk to you?

For as I try to work it out

You touch and feel the brazen face

Of unfair want to turn about

My feelings for you both and my fall from grace

It’s not how I want but how it is

To be trapped twixt mothers milk and honey fast

The choice for me is with that twist

I know I need you both.

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Loss : Cold

Cold

So cold the air it burns my mind

The snow wraps round my body in case

I should be free now in my mind

It ends here the final race

Closing down so numb, so clear

Retreating warmth toward my heart

How calm I feel without my fear

That I never met you or made that start

Losing sight now hurting head

Thoughts so lost, somewhere else

It can’t be now, you never said

I would lose like this without your self

Dark has come it feels so warm

Eyelids closed, with sound so clear

Quiet above now there is no storm

To stop me holding you, so dear.  ©

Love : By Candlelight

By Candlelight

Bare attic, stark board, the poet scratches.

By candlelight verse to lament the love

Of his past reason to live

This life of barren sand

Like one half a lone white dove

Wax drips low upon oak so worn

No pennies left, candle to replace

To finish his tryst to his, lovelorn

The dimming dying flame, her only face

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Lust : Boat

Boat©

I lay in solitude, by the shore

Tethered with rope to keep me safe

The water clear and shallow for

The fishermen walk and find me there

In glass like blue they take me out

With rod and line, for fish to find?

We stop in depth, so far from shout

So quiet and still, what’s on their mind?

A whisper, a breath the fishermen wriggle

Wanton lust till the last breath goes

The fisherwoman lets out a naughty giggle

“Not here” she says “the boat will know”

With lovers entwined, I gently rock

To sounds of love, serendipity calling

Private sighs but I don’t shock

Back to shore, my fishermen smiling

 

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Life : Seeking Special

Seeking special

Special is everywhere high and low

Beauty falls like autumn leaf

Just got to be, just got to know

Make sure you look, so you can see

The one that takes the real French kiss

…Of life into your heart so dear

So open your eyes, you cannot miss

That special beauty, that’s oh so near.

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As I am starting to add to this blog of mine its worth a note to confirm that all the words are my own and thoughts are too.  They are not about anyone in particular but are meant to conjure up the feeling of the four guiding vices if you like.  Love Lust Life and Loss.  Let me know your thoughts...

Love : At Village Fayre

At village Fayre

Falling rising, holding your gaze

Softly smelling of new mown hay

We soar above the land so green

How nice to sit next to you today

Soft hair dripping, shoulders bare

Hands clasped tight outstretching far

I gaze at you, in every way

That beauty at the village fayre

Fresh breeze blowing, giddy smiles

Kicking leaves around your feet

So bare, so painted, like china fired

In heat intense, did we just meet?

In arms we walk, all lost in smiles

How did we come this far