The King of Diamonds

He rubs his covetous hands in mortal glee

To get to the very beating heart of me

Keep me in the thrall of the chains of marriage

Until I finally end the run of a life’s barrage

And get myself free from the bonds of your love

The stranglehold of the abusive hand above

The door of my heart that remain tightly shut

Lest you should enter and pull me all apart.

Loves full stream never let me suffer as such as this

For you are untrue and deal me a life of continual bliss

Of knowing I am missing out on the courts of love

And you are unfaithfully hidden your hand in glove

You bring me down to the end of my fate

And lead me gently through pathways of hate

The King of Diamonds will cut you through and through

Leaving the blood seeping into the street and you

Will bleed to death before he notices the pool

Of your life between the sheets so sadly cool

And the hot stuff never again to feel or know

Only sadness and aloneness to left to show…

Grave

Love is not love that ends with the grave

Nor is it covered with the scraps of the brave

Love is free as free as a bird

Overarching in our lives as the holy Word

It is true and lasts the test of life and death

Into eternity it will bring the latest breath

Love is not sweet kisses and lovers embrace

But the final state of the mind in a deep face

Of a black coal mine and full of gloom

Reaching down into the valleys of mortal doom

Unafraid of the madness all around

It sees the glimmer of glory hope underground

Under the sod, the green grass the blue sky

Love reaches out and finds the way

To be eternally free from the bonds that cloy

Binding the lonesome girl and lonely boy

One day to make the grade and find the overarch

Of heaven’s ringing bells and hells silent match

To beat the talk and bigoted night

Walking together into the light

That envelops all who embrace the true love

Given as a gift from the sky above…

On many waters

The White King has failed me

Disappointment has derailed me

Casting me once more into the gloom

Facing nights of deep dark doom.

You have no feelings you freely admit

To mine there is no limit…

I cast my self upon the many waters

That I will return better and stronger

Than all that has gone before

My hand stretches out to reach the door

Of the next room

Disperse the growing gloom

Reach out higher to the stars

Where I belong…

Insufficient

You are bad for me and deep down I know it’s true

You saw me once in twenty years and made me blue

Not a word was spoken not a twitch of the face

No lovers pining look or no warm embrace.

You turn me down repeatedly

I, a death wish in me I see

Wanting what I will never have

Wanting true love to prove

That the past was not a fake and you are real

Love between the sheets the real deal.

You were so good to me, a manipulation

Love only a quick and easy preoccupation?

You were my soul mate, I gave it all

For what purpose my mind does call

Out to you again, but there is no reply

For you are cowardly and in death love does fly.

Breathless

Her waiting heart is breathless and still

Labouring daily up the steep hill

To the place where she thought he would go

But never again did her true love show

That he was interested in her perfect body

Kept for him from Earth’s tawdry folly

And lingers still to the point of doom

Casting only shadows in the darkening gloom.

Who will release her from this spell

Set her free to love others as well

Others who will attend to her deepest need

Of acceptance and affection agreed

That she should be kept by the power of God

For one so ready and loving abroad

But her heart is given already to one

And all her love is spent and done.

The lost Queen

Aimlessly wondering and waiting

For the one she truly loves

Though far away and indecipherable.

Not wanting to be found yet wanting

The tender touch of a sensitive man

Who hurts as she hurts

And searches for her but not finding

Forever apart and lingering at the point of love

Never reaching though always reaching

The desire of all desires

Never fulfilled and ever thwarted

She climbs the hill again…

The Eternal lack

The lack of love was always on the cards

Left too late and left aside outside the barbs

Of the fake, the hidden and the obscene

Leaving only longing in between.

The throwing back of the eternal curtain

Reveals a love so steady and certain

That it will not leave or break or lessen

A love learned and experienced as a lesson

Taught by love Himself on a cruel tree

Bleeds and dies for such a one as me

And you I perceive your pain

Washing over me again and again

You love but the bonds of law bind you fast

Leaving me in the threat of weariness at last

Is this as good as it gets for you and me?

The end of love and a heavy heart in me.

I have no knowing and no feeling but the hurt

Of endless blame and magnanimous dirt.

Calling

I called you sweet sensitive man down through the years

You did not hear me, so full of fears

Love lingers still on the threshold of the door

Waiting in hope to see what is still in store.

She waits but the waiting is left in vain

As the logic of life rattles again and again.

On the roof of the old house long forgotten

But a fire still burns in the grate not sodden

The strains of the music still sing out strong

And she imbibes the words far too long

Of the love of others who have found their true mate

She still travails in grief through the holy gate

Where her love once stood waiting but he was gone

And now all is empty, dry and her heart forlorn.

True love

Will she ever find what she is looking for?

The Thin White Queen seeks an open door

One that lead to her true lover’s heart

And opens the way to play her part

In the stage set for this life and the next

True lovers that will never be parted or vexed.

The Black Jack King has no comprehension

Of the love awaiting heaven’s dimension

To elevate the psyche and the hearts beyond hope

Into certain realms of the hearts made bespoke

For each other, the Thin White Queen and he

Who will love her – requited eternally.

The hand of destiny holds her fast

Reassuring her that love will last

The long years of waiting and the gloom

That have transcended her out of the tomb

And given the resilience to wait for him

Who her soul loves beyond the point of doom.

The Transparent Knight

The Transparent Knight is easy to decipher

Waiting in the shadows to redefine her.

With inane conversation and tedium

Leaving her in another compendium

Of selfish games that never satisfy

Waiting but she will now pass him by.

No action, broken word

These the crimes by him adored

Entirely see-through and vacuous

Empty promises by a noble tactless

See thru chest with no heart within

Dead to life and love a sin

Creeping thought and rank presumption

Love lies bleeding the last assumption.