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poetry by lou sid linesman - on life, love & politics
Sunday, April 16, 2006
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I want to give you...
The most beautiful thing...
Can’t be
A piece of paper...
Or a ring...
Just want to give you...
Everything
© Lou Sid Linesman, 2006. All Rights Reserved.
Together
Thank you for that postcard
Hard work, heat, love, good food and reality,
That’s music...
If my loved ones end up getting taken
Someplace like that...
Out of money...
But out of the storm...
I’ll not be arguing...
I’ve considered it too...
Though I feel my destiny might
Well remain behind...
At the frontline...
What about you?
I’m sure you can make even this raw cold deal
Look beautiful...
So thanks...
I found it there for me...
Right on time...
I’d just tried to call you...
You weren’t in...
I was low...
You can be very thoughtful you know...
I’m so slow...
Didn’t read it’s meaning ’til today
But got the subliminal solarity anyway!
Bet you thought the sun had gone to my head...
Hope you took it in good stead...
And this is why I so love the woman who sent
That souvenir to me...
Even though she can be as tricky
As tricky as ever tricky could be!...
’Cause when I give it my very best shot
She’s always got the simplest
Sweetest answer ready for me...
The trouble’s now, of course,
I want to hold that woman all the more,
Yet cannot contact her at all...
Torn again...
So if I say...“I’m really screwin”...
You’ve got the picture painted
Right and bright across your wall...
And
If you truly want me to leave well alone
You know you’ll have to say it
When looking me right in the eye,
And I think you know why...
Because,
This is how I see it:...
Our first love grew from one thing,
From two people being together...
Nothing else...
All right...
So our bad emotional debts
Drew us close in sympathy’s sorrow,
Made us both aware of Love...and of each other,
Then pushed us apart in angry disgust...
But what we had always loved...
Was just...
Being
Together...
Nothing else...
Just that was something to look forward to...
Every day...
That’s what made us fall in love...
Nothing else...
Just knowing I could make you smile
With my silly lines...
A garden where you just want
To make things grow...
A bottle of cider, a violin,
An attache case with just sandwiches in,
A fantasy about a ring...
A hidden story that had to come out...
“You know what Lou just said,
I don’t know why he came and told me first”
A purple dress, a long white skirt,
Big fork, big knife, big heart
That’s how you spell the character I love...
Who’s that Lady?
She’s pure gold...
She does it for me...every time...
You think: corduroy trousers, but some dress sense
Wouldn’t hurt!
Bio or non-bio?...
That is the question
That tip still makes me think of you...
Snuggling to a boyfriend in the pub...
How I wished it were me...
Everything in a mess...
Everything just so...
Who was who?
Search me...
Headaches still?
Come here Baby let me stroke it now...
Don’t worry, everything’s gonna be all right...
And when we were so cruelly split
That place held nothing for me,
The Soldieress who passed, used to come call
For me, had to drag me from bed,
Because
Without you...that place was empty...
Sometimes you just can’t help it...
Wanting to love someone...
You know it’s a unique possibility...
Even when you’ve not that love to give...
Not big enough to handle it...
And it dies...
But it was only lies
That ever stopped it growing again...
No, not lying to each other,
Because you can never lie to your Lover...
Your Lover knows all...
The lie is to oneself...
When I see myself Good but I am Bad...
The biggest lie of this fucked up land...
And Love is the test
Which never fails to find the fault
Because we have to try to give that Love
And recognise Love to accept that Love,
And the Bad can never admit they’ve nothing there
And so will always put the blame elsewhere,
They’ll never learn to make the love
They claim they have already got...
But have not...
The slightest inkling of...
Better to know what’s wrong
And put it right, then move on strong,
So all I want is for us to be
Together
Where it happens
Where we can be
In Love
Face the Truth we once so feared...
And practice love again...
Maybe fail...
Learn...
Try again...
Maybe succeed...
And grow...
And then fail...
And then try to love again
................And again...
........And again...and again...
And again...and again...and again...
........And again...and again...
And again...and again...and again...
........And again...and again...
And again...and again...and again...
........And again...and again...
................And again...
................And again...
................And again...
................And again...
................And again...
Every day...
Constant renewal necessary...
Enough theory...
Only one way to see if it can work...
What?!
Question: Do I want to come back for more?!
Question: Does someone I know have more front than
A mid-Atlantic weather system?!
Tick, tick,
No decision there darling!
Where do I sign?!
Hang on, maybe it could get comfortable and boring?
I’ll take that risk!
Am I going crazy?
Sorry, I’m not qualified to make an assessment!
What’s the answer?
If I find out I’ll let you know!
Just know there’s two hearts
Waiting to find a...
Waiting to go back...
Waiting to set up...their true, true...home...
Don’t worry,
Everything’s gonna be all right...
When we’re...
Together!
© Lou Sid Linesman, 2006. All Rights Reserved.
