Drunk; Love I've had one too many drinks Now the walls are shifting in front of me She said she was eighteen How was I supposed to glean From her cleavage, and her war paint That legal, she really ain't? Now we're back at hers She's throwing off her faux furs I can't do this Can I? Will my conscience allow? Will anyone find out? We're lying on her bed Hearts' racing. Passion spent. As the blood chills, and the thrill disperses I'm wondering what sort of man I am She's got that look in her eyes The madness of a seduced woman. I can feel the expectation in each rise and fall of her chest. Please let me go girl, just let me rest.

You, With The Dark Eyes. Light after dark Laughter after tears The salvation of unrealised fears The #life The laughter The love Every box on the checklist ticked All the clichés made full, believed, enthralled at Embraced, lifted up for thanks Be to God For all that He has given When He gave me Simply, You.

The Thomas Hardy Tree I'm sat beneath The Hardy Tree In the graveyard, near Kings Cross This morning I awoke, refreshed, yet bereft With thoughts of a love, never gained, but still lost The tree has grown, up and around tomb stones of those long past And yet, their earthly remains gave #life to the tree in it's infancy It seems even in death, some #life, some light, will prevail My heart lies almost still. but beating, regular The rage and confusion of yesterday has passed I feel, a little, peace, at last What would Hardy think of me? We are similar in the title of "writer", only The tree has a rather small trunk Branches long and lean They reach to the skies, ever long While it's makers sleep, serene, at it's feet, forevermore.

A bottle of wine, priced 3.99 Seemed such a good idea at the time Yet this morning when I awoke One eye, creaking open Saw the cold light of a sober day Now on the sofa I lay, prone

Maybe just for one day let it all go. Walk along the river and remember the whos and wheres of those gone by For a moment, turn and stare, transfixed at the river. Listen for the hushed whispers Of all the secrets she's been told Loves, losses, woes and winners won.