Run Wilful Child

They say love will tame me
But I am nothing if I'm not free
How can love claim me
You might as well try and tame the sea

Run wilful child
Run wilful child
Who could blame you
Run wilful child
Until love claims you

Scraping the ice from the car
Monday morning, another cold start
Birds carve the sky in a V
Flying the line of the trees
Road's empty for eight
We won't be late
It's only three degrees

They say love will tame me
But I am nothing if I'm not free
How can love claim me
You might as well try and tame the sea

Run wilful child
Run wilful child
Who could blame you
Run wilful child
Until love claims you

(not sure this is finished yet..)

Songs of Birds

(For soprano voice)

I light a flame and it burns in me
You light a flame, it burns for all to see
Cross-currents caught in a storm
Till an ocean of difference is all we can be

Songs of birds
Songs of birds
A forest full of the songs of birds

(For tenor voice)

I light a flame, it burns only for you
You light a flame and it burns me through
Cross-currents caught in a storm
Till an ocean of difference is all we can be

Songs of birds
Songs of birds
A forest full of the songs of birds

(For soprano and tenor)

Torch songs fill our hearts
Love sings only when it's true
Is this all we can be
When I love you

(For choir)

Songs of birds
Songs of birds
A forest full of the songs of birds

Long Distance Days

It feels like I'm walking on glass
And running on empty
I can't deal in your treacherous ways
And I don't how long my heart
Can hold on
In these long distance days

I risk it all for you
Love on the roll of the dice
And yet your words cut me
Deeper than any knife
And I'm running out of reasons
And running out of time
You give me no answers
To the questions I find
Haunting my lips
As you kiss away the night
But morning only brings
Fractured dreams in the clear, cold light
And I don't know how long my heart
Can hold on
In these long distance days

It feels like I'm walking on glass
And running on empty
I can't deal in your treacherous ways
And I don't how long my heart
Can hold on
In these long distance days

Some kind of rock 'n' roll

Sometimes you just get to a point where a set of poems seem to belong together. So far I have three for this and I'm sure I'll be adding to them over the winter.

Sleek City Night

Still

Long Distance Days

Still

In the shapes left behind
& the turn of the dance
All those quiet spaces
You don't understand

In the light falling slowly
& the shift of the sand
You don't see the same patterns
To all your grand plans

In the quick of a smile
And the heat of the moment
You forget the reason
For the places you're going

But in the shapes left behind
& the turn of the dance
In those quiet spaces
Are the answers you demand

Still, you'll have to take that chance
For a moment in the turn of the dance

Sleek City Night

Outside my window
The moon's cracked a smile
And I can't help feeling
That the joke's on me
Late night blues
Leaving me cold
Better go out and get me
Some kind of rock 'n' roll

Better hurry honey
It's a sleek city night
The music rubs right past you
Then cuts you like a knife

Better hurry honey
It's a night of neon signs
Lighting up your dreams
Then laying down those lines

And I can't help feeling
The joke's on me
Late night blues
Leaving me cold
Better go out and get me
Some kind of rock 'n' roll