My Poetry - The Dance, Page 2

The Dance

  A long held secret, a hidden desire shrouded as best as I can from,

  The relentless scrutiny of harridan’s who chase me no matter what I do.

  Burning inside questions best left unanswered, floundering I face,

  A realisation maybe dreams were never destined to become true.

  So I jump to the dance take part in a masquerade, what else is,

  There to do but to dance and to laugh with the girl in the tartan skirt.

  With a smile on her lips parted to suggest the promise of an embrace,

  For a night I can lie back and watch as she erases the hurt.

  A lifetime spent as a man weighed down burdened from the outset,

  By a reputation built upon an upbringing littered with mistakes.

  The kiss for tomorrow always a prelude to the dance in the dark,

  Where lovers collide and fight with each other for what they can take.

  Repetition is a pattern played over and over without pause or respite,

  Choices forfeit as the dance gathers pace and you find you can not hide.

  The smell of their perfume lingers different but always the same,

  As you look at the girl, another face on the pillow, asleep by your side.

  Longing for someone to break the monotony of the endless dance,

  In search of a place a sanctuary which you can call your own.

  Love you believed in is an illusion created an antidote to the dance,

  But with no dance there’s no love and without love aren’t we all alone?

  The Girl With The Bright Blue Eyes

  She pulled up to me in a battered Nissan Micra,

  That had long seen better days,

  She asked me the way to the new multiplex,

  And I gave her directions as best as I could,

  Then I tried to think of something else to say,

  So that I could stare just a second, a little longer,

  Into a face that made me want to eulogise,

  About bright pink lipstick smudged at the corner,

  On the lips of the face of the girl in the car,

  The girl with the bright blue eyes.

  I never noticed the boy who sat beside her,

  Mentioning a film he wanted to see,

  At the new multiplex just round the corner,

  Starring some Hollywood movie superstar,

  The words that he said were lost on me,

  My only thoughts as I gazed through the window,

  Were somehow I must make her realise,

  I was standing there watching and hoping,

  For a chance to pray at the alter,

  Of the girl with the bright blue eyes.

  The car pulled away from the kerb where I stood,

  I watched it disappear down the road,

  And I noticed for the first time the rain on my cheek,

  And I buttoned my coat against the cold,

  When I finally turned and walked to the corner,

  A vision appeared before my eyes,

  A girl stood alone as if waiting,

  At the door to the Spar by the church,

  Who made me want to eulogise.

  Those days I’m particularly feeling lonely,

  Nobody around who’ll listen to me,

  I still think of that one fated meeting,

  And what was not destined to be,

  Sometimes as I day dream walking the streets,

  I find myself having to apologise,

  To the driver who swerves to avoid me,

  In that old Nissan Micra,

  The girl with the bright blue eyes.

  I Only Lie!

  I only lie because I want to protect you,

  From a world outside I know you only glimmer,

  Realities of a life we lead,

  Pass you by my wonderful lover.

  I only lie because I have to,

  What I keep to myself sometimes I wish you knew,

  But I don’t want you to worry,

  So I keep my secrets from you.

  I only lie because what would you do,

  With the bank balance I fight hard to resuscitate,

  Would those little emergency items,

  Be not so important would they wait?

  I only lie because what if I didn’t,

  Would you see that I’m not perfect?

  All that is, is my love for you,

  And the thanks I give that we met.

  I only lie because I love you,

  And I want to protect you from every storm,

  I’d lay my life down before you,

  Just to keep you from harm.

  I only lie because if I didn’t,

  I’m too scared of what you’d see,

  Would you still want to walk around,

  Hold my hand if you really knew me.