Tender Mercies II

Rain accelerate the day on.

Is classic dark days.

Rain is old bones lover.

Siren in wanting.

Suffer dullards finger her

threadbare garments.

Hers leavings hold you to me.

Is cold and stark but good.

Muddy water

run aground.

Inner thigh wolven.

She is handsome

and well settled 

the little room.

Bed and books.

Immerse in poetry.

The closeness of the room.

Flag of the resistance.

All around menace

Bedlam.

Urban legend.

Her’s melancholia about me

Is for her life this why. G©

I am established all the

places you go.

All amenities afforded.

With yours coloring

I’d spoil you through.

Period dress they found her

render her prone.

I press the hallway 

when mania.

I’m nights recounting such.

Creep the Grand Tower.

Mine inelegant win her over.

I have her’s confidence and

times is close quarters.  G©

 

Tender Mercies

Patagonia

When last seen she argue

with men below her station.

Strike him about the face.

Call him out of his name.

It’s how to be martyred.

Disparage his vineyard.

Death of the Duchess.

 

Patagonia and the prime

of the parliamentary.

Old money and old wine.

Cajole her to cross the water.

She cross by moonlight.

She is barefoot the whole while.

Positively quiver. G© 

Come black bird 

sign of the exotic.

An oasis of the curious.

The cliffs and 

the sunken ships.

The delirium 

and the follies.

The lapping at 

the theater door.

They drink and they fight

to pen the death of the heroine.

Treacherous waters.

When the pubs let out

they draw pistols.

She come out of the dark.

South Village stage

and blood moon.

It is murder to cast. G©