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The Night You Twocced My Heart

Nov 16th, 2005

The night you twocced my heartI thought it was secured -Parked, locked and under lightsTaxed, tested and insuredThe night you twocced my heartI left it parked in gearDownhill in the suburbsAnd dented in the rearThe night you twocced my heartIt

October

Nov 12th, 2005

always arrives a wet dog coughinglike dawn doors in the gloomor axe on wooddays end early toomy conker socket eyesstare up at lower sunsdead things turn white belliedtoward the Northand first frost expectedthought lostetched in laced dreams of

Cheviot Lament

Nov 5th, 2005

This is a poem and some music that I wrote in 2001 at the height of the outbreak of Foot and Mouth Disease in the North East of England. I subsequently recorded it with the superb Northumbrian Piper Andy May on his album "The Yellow -Haired Lad

Sunlight

Oct 23rd, 2005

On the floor in my hallwayEarly spring sunlight on our facesWe sit in shadowless conversation.Through the open door the daffodils nod acquaintance with translucent privetAnd the sweet smell of earth rises.You tell me about the time you sat in a

Another Country : Zevon Heaven

Oct 15th, 2005

I see him standing at the door of a hotel roomSomewhere downtownJust in his underwearWith the light behind himReefer Clint-clamped between his teethA headless gunnerLetting fly with his Colt 45Laughing as he turns his back toMotherfuckermotherf

Another Country :The Man in Black

Oct 15th, 2005

His head and his hairs were white like wool, and white as snow; and his eyes were as a flame of fire; and his feet like unto fine brass,as if they burned in a furnace; and his voice as the sound of many waters. American Bandstand. 1962.His belt

Another Country :The Dreams of Scotty Moore

Oct 15th, 2005

The old man smilesMother of pearlAcross his fretboardDoes he dream?Is this his dream?That his fingers dribble over notesLike water over the rocks of a Mississippi streamWhere the dangerous boy from TupeloBathes in the spotlightVisible only from

Another Country : Hickory Wind

Oct 15th, 2005

A dead weight.A desert nightBlack Strung outAs our bootlace ties.The gasoline smellA faraway cityThe fleeting shadow of a man with a spearCaught in the flames.A promise kept.I remember the oak treeThat we used to climbStillSomeone should say so

Another Country: Crazy

Oct 15th, 2005

Randy’s flyin’ the planeI can see his neck muscles stretched tautAs he tries to hold us in the stormI love that ol’ neckThe hair bed-tousledFrom runnin’ jumpin’ an ‘ playin’I want it all to stopTo feel his hands on my facePlay house.The lights

Another Country : Hank Williams' Last Drive

Oct 15th, 2005

Young Charlie Carr's got this tune running round his head( It’s Jambalaya - but he don't know that. He don't speak French.)Whistles it between his teeth over heater hum and Cadi purr.Don’t wanna wake The ManSweat-stetsoned in the back seatStari

Do Ya Wanna Touch?

Oct 8th, 2005

I wrote this short story a couple of years ago and it was subsequently published in Sand Magazine.It's based on a real event.

Leaving

Oct 1st, 2005

Breakfast is over.John Humphries is whispering in the backgroundA sawing noise comes from the gardenMum has looked through her Get Well Cards again.Now she’s planning her day.“What time are you leaving?”The voice is blurredEye contact imprecise

Saltburn

Oct 1st, 2005

A rainbow Arch - perfect Catch its colours in the street names.Emerald. Ruby. GarnetWatch the pier dribble people out over the seaWhere surfers hurdle the wind-whipped breakersUnder a shark-shaped cloudWe walk the tidelineDig into conglomerated

Echo Beach

Sep 25th, 2005

His redhaired son and Little Mermaid daughter are asleep A sea breeze whispers them goodnight KashmirWeaves with cigarette smoke and talkOut into the dark of the olive grove belowFar away in timeChristosFamily manSilversmith FriendShirtless we

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