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<Rust Red September>

Changing Station
wearing your brand new shoes in...
wanting to walk and run
in every solitary lane,
every road that leads you
wherever your feet may take you;
that's where you will parade...

with nothing between you and your smile,
nothing that anyone can pin you by,
knowing that whatever's coming,
you're changing stations today-
stirring yourself to, rising
new to whatever surprise is
waiting round your every corner...
you're changing stations today.

Pearl And Pale
pearl and pale
as risen stars soaring in;
the lost and far dark pools
flash sharp and wildly,
lights and flickers calling to me-
lithe, so like the curling vines
haloing the dark deep wine
of summer eye;
looking for me
coming back in a pearl and pale sea-,
evening is a silence to understand
each and every thought unspoken...
looking to heaven wringing your hands
feeling fit to burst
where you stand-

New Risen
your name is rose
a glow fair
endearing
I dream you here
over far
and near
drawing on your quiet warmth...
when I'm haunted
by these sorrows
that scratch and inflame,
when I am this way
your face comes clearer
in my minds eye,
I can almost taste our presence
it seems so real...
I dream you here
when I'm haunted.

September Hills
through spreading fields
warm with walking,
head swimming at your small voice talking...
bigger now
almost as tall as the sky as we're looking...
birds fly the storm just shooting the clouds,
while overhead the sky twists
over them...
bigger now
almost as tall as the sun as we're looking...
you and I, September weather
coming rusty-red with splitting petals...
wide roads of leaves spread before
and after as we're walking...
you and I, September weather
coming rusty-red
as we're walking
looking
watching

Taking Steps
listen to winter
melt into water
glass thawing
even as you tread...
almost like talking,
almost like warning you
from your caution,
to form forward steps,
these voices chattering,
all these murmurings,
they are merely memory
fixed fast to me,
clawing me,
remember
never pretend that I never knew
what haunted me,
I knew,
I know it now...

listen as winter
melts into water,
glass thawing
even as you tread...
almost like talking
almost like warning you
from your caution
to try
to shake off
whatever haunted
and to form
forward steps.

Only Whispers
only whispers left
of promise
written clearly on your brow,
spelling out a different meaning
that your eyes betray.
I know there's only whispers there...

so out of place, merely seeing
with a lack of self-clarity;
if I knew how
then I would show you
how to clear your eyes
but I know
there's only whispers there...

sorry words, choked and feeling
sticking deep in your throat...
broken promise,
so cut and veering from control
made;
then broke...

I know there's only whispers there...

Leaves Are Dancing
winds are dancing
across the sky
in a soaring
graceful tearing
feast for the eye...
just now nothing touches
on this show
of matchless grace
that grabs
and catches
snatching breath away...

hear the soaring
twisting falling
noises of birds...
holding you fast
catching you rapt
only aware
just now nothing touches
on this show
of matchless grace
that grabs and catches
snatching breath away...

leaves are dancing
winds are dancing,
cut across the sky,
leaves are dancing
winds are dancing
tumbling from on high...

to hear
the soaring twisting falling
noises of birds
holding so fast catching
so rapt
so unaware as you're gazing
clutching
all these things
that make up this picture
all that breaks up
this feeling for you is
snatched away
just catching breath...

No Perfect Stranger
don't say it's sleeping,
that's not what we're thinking
you can't fix down
just what it is this feeling...
in a way
that's typical of you and me
it just looks funny
cause of how we're looking...
pinning you down
to what you've been saying
is only wanting to clear the air...
don't look at me
as if I'm a perfect stranger
well, maybe that's what I've become
that is always a danger...
in hasty words
a lot of hot air's wasted
evaporating
a little bit of you...
don't look so angered
as if you've been framed
I'm only trying to make things come new...
sad is so easy
I never wanted it from you
sounded so easy
I never wanted it from you
in hasty words
a lot of hot air is wasted
evaporating
a little bit of me...
looking so angered
as if I've been framed
just as you're trying
to make things come new...
sounded so easy
I never wanted this for you
Sad is so easy
I never wanted from you
don't say it's sleeping
that's not what we're thinking
you can't fix down
just what it is, this feeling...
in a way
that's typically just you and me;
no perfect strangers
to trying to touch through,
no perfect strangers to wanting
me and you...
no perfect strangers...

Corner of Dusk
called out
in the dust of the night
almost as if I'd hoped to light
some wary corner of me,
with just one word to confirm
the light of me
filled out with the gathering shade
drawing in feeling so frail,
so ill-at-ease...
almost afraid to think too much
as if it would shatter the calm
of touch.

called out
in the dusk of the night...

Bright Play of Eyes
where is your brightened play of eyes
the fire flashing
the heartening story
of your wistful wide-open light...
now there's a fallen look
cast all round you
you're somehow smaller
as if you were merely
drawing out your life

how on earth
did you come to wander
out from the way you followed
to somewhere that you would never
go to knowingly...
take these words now
use them for you
to follow to draw you back
to your light.

come back
to that calling smile to familiar,
spell out the story of
heartening reassurance
to me once again.

Stealing Autumn
looked into the sunset
it took my heart
stole it out from himself
like a thief
in the dark of somewhere
fumbling for a piece of sun remaining
tho' day has gone...

smile like setting sun
a cry like lies
flooding at your ear
a crying smile curling
wrapping you in the disguise
you so want to deny

leaves of evergreens
standing with the wind striking them,
still gracefully waving
slow full with song...

sighs in words
in tears beat in your blood
appear like a hammer crashing
sharp
battering down
at your will...

smile like setting sun
a cry like lies
flooding at your ear
a crying smile curling wrapping you
in the disguise
you so want to deny...



Lilt of music
vacant of a smile
you fell out of grace...
haphazard a while
like the heart in me...

we two reflect
in a strange kind of way...
stuck out on a limb
spent out of sleep...

lilt of a voice
sighing in song...
meshes us now
like a web
newly spun
out of the day
we were whiling away
lifting a veil
from this blue Wednesday.

vacant of a smile...
you've fell out of grace...
haphazard a while...
like the heart in me.

Inky Blue Sky
walking with you
I find
I am always aware
of words forming
of the tip of your tongue...
yet somehow
never coming to light...
seeming always to stall; why not tell
what you hesitate over
instead of letting things
bowl you over?

(with never a word spoken
in your defence with never a word to say?)

You have only your own doubt
for your company
and that cannot be very reassuring
surely?

I only want for you
to let me lend a hand
in unburdoning you of care.

Tell
you desire that I try
to explain this flow of sympathy
that keeps us
growing and flowing
in this fluid harmony...

how can I even try
to coldly explain it to you
when I don't know
what I can't reason or understand
as words go...

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