Unknown Angel Lullaby

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The title of this week’s Blog is taken from my poem of the week on the homepage – “Unknown Angel Lullaby”, based on when I stayed in a Hotel and a child walked down the corridor singing softly.

More poem-lyrics…

Another Crazy Ellen, another Joseph Joe

Just another Crazy Ellen.

She hangs out at the intersection of Main and Fifth most days.

Straggly grey hair and the faded homemade check dress.

“You should have heard them, just a swill full of arseholes”

She shouts out to all passing

Her speech crosscutting itself and rambled up

Till at last she stops for no reason but to pause

And then blinks softly around

As if at the world conjured up by her rant released.

Look on her gently

Those worn out clothes hide a grandmother’s soft skin beneath.

Just another crazy Joseph Joe.

He mirrors her on the opposite block, to proclaim the Lord.

Waving his ragged thumbed-out Bible gold lettered cracked leather

Black as the sin flowing round to the Subways and Malls.

“Repent for the time is at hand I tell you, call on the His name and be saved”.

But the river of sinful hearts keeps flowing past through his pleas

Gurgling preoccupied, sleepwalking into the distance.

Smile at him understanding

His eager words conceal a heart that cares so deeply it must speak.

Just simply lost in the static.

Two unwelcome prophets; only the simple hearted and children

Are foolish or brave enough to speak and ask them for more.

At coming night they pack up and leave their grounds to rest.

Elsewhere is fine, the torrent is unable to ask further,

As it continues indifferently to the Subways and Malls.

Just another Crazy Ellen, another Joseph Joe

Hiding safe the secret, shared by both,

You have to pause to know.

There’s A Blue Beyond

With each dawn I see the twilight

There’s a blue beyond

Tingeing the citrus

Fruited patterned lemon and orange curtains

Hanging drapes with green

Foliaged frond

At late afternoon

The front blinds linen oatmealed blend

Deepens in shadely echoing

To reflect the day’s waning

Evening growing, increasing

Indigo trend.

There’s a blue beyond

Just ask at any door

Don’t mention money ‘cos

It don’t live here anymore

There’s a blue beyond

Look around you, you can see

Politicians painting blue skies brighter

Fool themselves

Not you and me.

For Only Today

For only today

Better write them down fast

The moment just experienced

Could be as good as it gets

Perhaps my last.

For only today

If I achieved anything at all

It was these lines caught

From my minds drifting seam

If only these, that’s plentiful.

For only today

If it seems sparse and rough

Then review and reflect backwards

After a time it would be enough.

To unblank my pages

And fill up my books

If it takes the rest of my living

Haphazard with skewed grammar

“That’s what it tooks”.

I saw it, pursued it:

The apt and the beautiful,

An arc of the killer line,

For only today,

I trapped it in my notebook

And that’s all and that’s fine.

Up Jack Blue

Up Jack Blue

Don’t you lie in bed.

Early rising makes you wealthy

Or so they said.

So get on your clothes

And wash your face.

Join the line and do some toiling

Or stay in disgrace.

Up Jack Blue

Say you don’t feel right.

The Honey Mama’s coming

Everything be bright.

Pieces this week are taken from my collection “See you in the Big Time” 2011

Thank you all for reading and following me. The next Blog will be published in the New Year, till then have a very merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Best wishes,

Louis

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