RED BARON'S WORDS

Jack Vettriano, Graham Greene,
the number 6, hidden obscene
so much I saw and where I’ve been.
Venice, Oxford, Sydney too
always my dear entwined with you

Of course Australia’s icons clear,
could I never view again I fear,
without shedding more than just a tear.
For in every landmarks resting place
I cannot fail to see your face.

A country I visited for one sole reason,
to keep love alive not fall to treason
so mattered less the fickle season.
You know a year on soon we reach
since I kneeled before you on that beach.

I do not regret what there I said
nor will I ever afore I’m dead,
it came from heart and not from head.
That piece of me to you is twixt,
which now a point forever fixed.

I’d surprised myself with ardour bounding
which makes it all so magic sounding
explaining now the torrid hounding.
For now the only true recourse,
a grieving lifetime’s slow remorse.

Yet still I feel it’s not enough,
the pain of that weekend rebuff,
the seams it tore callously rough.
For then it wasn’t us to me,
I felt you had long gone, you see?

Advice oft sought so seldom came
just served to show I was to blame
and had traded love for cloak of shame.
Perhaps we drifted long apart,
but that didn’t come from in my heart.

For that I know I’ll always pay
in spite of what others may say.
I’ll miss you ’til my dying day.
I realised long since it was true
there’d never be another you.

Song Of The Day ~ Bombay Bicycle Club – What If?

Oh can there be more parlous sight
than a boy who can’t survive the night
a sorry figure who feels the sting
of a lowly, upturned Claddagh ring
not long since on finger proudly sat
what more sad a sign could be than that
staring down as enforced grieving
sees every little promise leaving
with it ebbs all sense of vigour
that cuts a broken listless figure
can there really be one more of sorrow
than knowing it’s the same tomorrow

Song Of The Day ~ Little Ann – Deep Shadows

Oh my dearest Honeybear
why couldn’t you be here not there
why did you live o’er all those waves
preventing all that loving craves
a barrier to all that feeds
the gentle touch and all our needs

Oh my dearest Honeybear
how could we not have seen the flare
how did we change our sailing course
depleting so our strength’s resource
a hammer blow our warm embrace
the succour of your fairest face

Oh my dearest Honeybear
what drives me now I know not where
what can I from existence glean
remembering what I had foreseen
a cogent sense of where we’d go
the proving of the love we’d know

Oh my dearest Honeybear
who else could now with you compare
who takes my hand to walk the line
entreating sun to start to shine
a reason to rise up each day
the softly whispered words you say

Oh my dearest Honeybear
which path I take could ever care
which purpose now for life’s pursuit
promising what is henceforth moot
a fragile cliff edge fingers slip
the skin down to the bone does rip

Oh my dearest Honeybear
when will we meet again somewhere
when might we such love reconcile
transcending long o’er many a mile
a love that I cannot eschew
the life I dread begins anew

Song Of The Day ~ Obi – Somewhere Nicer

memories through so much survived cannot the same way be revived
a soul that’s wounded, torn in twain will never heal to quite the same
a seam, a stich e’er out of place, occasional look on empty face
the hope, the dream’s cruel fall from grace, a heart’s faith all unseated

the fabric of constructed real that circumstance saw fit to steal
what once had seemed so set in stone recedes to lifetime spent alone
reluctant path henceforth to walk no capability left to talk
the nighttime shadows furtive stalk ’til very end of days

one day perhaps the torture halt and reconcile my line of fault
I’ll come at last at least accept within the world a slight connect
hardened towards fair innocence may be a fitful recompense
relinquishing the muscles tense though there will never be true peace

Song Of The Day ~ Visage – Fade To Grey