Monday, September 30, 2019

for MIDDLESBROUGH MAGIC SHIP 289 (D)

DOING THE MATHS
The bar-girl had five foreign men
whom their money would send
for a child they thought was theirs.
"Five fathers," the girl would grin,
counting the cash coming in.
She still worked the Siam bars.
Pull beers and bedfellows the bar-girls can
over in what is now Thailand,
and might make quite a hefty sum.
It is not the men she was numbering
but the pounds and dollars rolling in.
She obviously thought maths such fun !

THE KNOWER
"Find we're all performers
in a life-long play.
Some of us know our roles,
others struggle day to day.

This is what the wise-man
had then got to say:
"Yet it is not a breeze
when you do know the way."

THE SUNNY DAYDREAMS
You are beautiful
 as the butterfly
upon the red rose
that catches my eye.

You are beautiful
in sweet memory
as the cherry-blossom
that attracts the bee,

and like the busy bee
you are beautiful
who honey the dreams
here in my skull.

SAD-FOR-A-FAST-FADING-SUMMETIME
It is getting colder by the day,
the blue sky is turning to grey,
the wind and rain on their way,
both with a more often stay.

Birds will flee thick as thieves,
and leave the trees the leaves.
Out will come longer sleeves
as for the summer my heart grieves.

A DARK HORSE MEADOW
Raven hair to match
her mount's coal-black hide,
there in the green meadow
see the girl gypsy ride.

Romany youths all want her,
but she's not for the taking,
at one with her steed
the wild gypsy's not for breaking.

Were the youths to know
just how long she has ridden,
or know of the secret
she has ever kept hidden,

would they understand ?
Or yet could they ?
Break horses and hearts,
while tame her ? There was no way.

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