Alan Gilbert

Brown eyes won’t you tell me
What is it that you seek?
What is that echo in your voice
I hear each time we speak.
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Candy

Candy you're a heartful
The child of a gypsy star,
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The city's heart beats through the night
The arteries still oozing blood,
That trickles through the urban streets
To meet the dawn and be a flood.
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It was a slow dog day
At the end of May
In the silver star saloon.
The place was as bleak
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You took my hands
Though they were cold,
Redeemed my body
Young for old.
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How wonderful the night
When long felt passions meet,
The touch of silk on silk
Caressing hands and feet.
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You're the poison in the marrow
You're the harbingers of war,
Like a pestilence upon us
You're the oil on the shore.
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As months side into fall
Dull evenings gather in.
October’s bedroom chill
Creeps under summer spreads.
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Weep willowy tears
Spilt innocence in amber,
Gracing bounteous yield.
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Alice in the morning
Was a foil for the sunrise,
Her eyes were filled with splinters
Of another sleepers dream.
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Mrs Wintridge wore a beret
waddling along the street,
tatty coat with buttons missing
ragged slippers on her feet.
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Amid the urban turmoil
Of a rush hour city street
A cacophony of diesels
Joins a mass of stomping feet.
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Where are they now the brave men
The strong men that built the world,
The gruff and seldom shave men
When industry was first unfurled.
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I was the Saturday kid
Who lived for the movies,
That magic arena
Where fantasies play.
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Tami and Jason were born to be lovers
Met in the park in games with the others,
When he first saw her smile
Their story began
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As stars reflected clear in crystal pools
Dance as evening breezes stir the air,
So your eyes as mirrors of your heart
Sparkle with the love that's burning there.
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I thought I heard a melancholy muse
Murmur sad songs to a weary soul,
When life's uncertain tide was on the ebb
And nothing in the spirit could console
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Did you ever see a shooting star
Falling through a winter night,
And wonder why it came so far
To lend the earth a little light.
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We sailed out on that summer’s day
Just me you and Kerrie Ann,
Out to the islands in the bay
To where we knew the dolphins ran.
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I am not gone
Please never think me so,
The world must turn
Tides ebb, and spirits grow.
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