Man in Red Jacket

A man in red jacket enters the bus
Sits down, wipes his hands, and with little fuss
Proceeds to tune out, stare straight ahead
No outward sign; does he dream, want his bed?
He is sodden, it’s wet, despite explorers coat
He’s been caught, capsized, fallen out of his boat
He is dreaming, controlled, as forward he looks
Unaware of surrounds be they lies, cheaters and crooks
He’s thinking of work, thinking of home
He’s shut down, constrained, because he’s feeling alone
Cant cope with events on his journey, blinkered he sits,
His senses turned off, without half his wits
Behind him there lurks someone who merits much more
Than the slightest of looks as he walks to the door
She’s the star of this journey, the one set for fame
She’s the one with azure eyes, and herbilicious name
He could have noticed her charm, her beauty, her fire
Even without her mascara, she was all he’d desire
Caught in his thinking, he never sees what he passed
The soggy bright diamond on the row second to last

Fleeting Smile

Gentle smile
Walking through London’s teaming streets
Flashed lashes
Is that what she does to everyone she meets
Intimate moment
Brilliant light blinding against dark commuting plight
Fleeting beauty
The chance of joy on this lonely lonesome night

Intimidate

You walk right at me
Trying to prove some thing
Make me crash or adjust
Trying to score a win
You’ve set your look
You think you are mean
You’re ready for a reaction
But I’m not like anyone you’ve ever seen
I’m calmer than you are angry
Out of me, you’ll never get a rise
Your antics can’t provoke me
My inner power is my surprise
I step aside, give you some distance
Here’s the win your ego desired
You can raise your head this morning
While you slowly wither inside.

Dance not Trance

Locked faces on static seats
Sounds and motion but no beats
Rigid lines file into tube and train
Dead eyes, doing it again and again
Grey sky, grey suit, grey head
Heart asleep and body dead

Roll the menu, pick a tune
Feel excitement, it’s coming soon
Stream online, mind awake
Smile widens deep breath intake
Soul jumps as the base pumps
Closed eyes see golden skies

Toe taps, head shifts, hands play
There’s nothing you can’t do today
Raging crimson against commuter lull
Alive, given up to the music pull
Break the mindless trance
Grasp this salvation chance
Dance, dance, dance

Love Spoken

We part for the day,
Take care, have fun,
We say.

Spend our time apart,
Good luck, safe journey,
Comes from the heart.

Trust my troth to others,
Miss you, kiss kiss,
Is all one mutters.

A last look, stored to last,
I love you my love,
Enough, until this day is passed.

Tonight

This is your last day alone
Today is the end of your wander
Forlorn hope living on your own
Until now every chance squandered

Tonight, you meet your partner
All you have learned works out
Your self knowledge, insights garnered
Are shared, no disguise, little doubt

Electric sparks when holding hands
Attraction, chemistry ensured
Relaxed talking through life plans
Open, honest, self assured

He recognises you as potential kin
Wants to build a house, a home
Wants to help you, the situation you are in
Sounds like a match in calm warm tone

Be happy.
Believe in tonight
You might be well suited
You might.

Alive to possibilities

In a crowded room, alone I stand
Throngs of people around me flow
Rethinking the plans I have planned
Smiling happy people what do they know?

Everyone here seems different
All sorts, some connected, others solo
Players in a time and placeless scene
Repeatedly playing out wherever you go

There are the hunters and hunted
There are the social butterflies
There are those loved by almost all
There are those that most despise

Back in my room I await my one
Might walk in the door or already be here
I look around wondering where she’s gone
I’m alive to possibilities now maybe she’s near

Online date

Away from the lads for a second
He checks on his phone
Makes out like it was for the sport
Sees no message, feels alone

They’d chatted online for days
Before he’d managed to ask her
A number and a chance to meet
Different, she was like no other

They’d met in the park
A simple conversation, seemed safe
He’d over thought his lines
He’d worried she’d want to escape

It had started naturally well
They’d talked just like their texts
He’d relaxed, she’d opened up
Time had flown, neither vexed

An hour had turned into two
Coffees, holding hands, laughs
The sun had shone on them
Familiar at first meeting, no gaffs

A single kiss on parting
He’d felt a fire in his eyes
He’d texted later that night
But so far no replies.

Confused. He’s now not sure
Doesn’t know where he stands
Did she even like him?
Why doesn’t she text?
Desperate
He wants to know
He wants to make plans

So he steals moments at work
To check on his phone
But until she says it went well
He feels broken, all alone

Tongue Tied

Tongue tied
Words stopped
Brain fried
Flow cropped
No easy chat
No simple topic
Will fear combat
To launch our epic
Not until I say
The throat stuck
Buried away
Burgeoning crux
A year of knowing
Months of us
Long time growing
Sometimes discussed
But now, dumbstruck
No other, no maybe
Will do.
I love you my baby.

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