Tuesday, 2 August 2011

BREAKING NEWS FROM NEW ORLEANS


Breaking news of Noah’s flood
For eyes that hear and ears that see
Is bound to break hearts
Even yours and mine from the distance

The night that fell defied your west and my east
Though night only for angels but a bite for the beast
Surprised by a wailing wind
On the shores of New Orleans

Soothsaying as an art
Is now the property of forecasters
Of rain and wind and flood
For rolling out the night

Beware Honey
Bells of night may ring again
To wake the sleepers of day
If only they can rise from sleep

I can hear your cry
The great wind brought it to me
In the middle of my sleep
Now a shrill from your bloodless bones

Like the cry here
Your voice bounces around my neighbourhood
And they regret that I regret
That I was so given and gone

If only I recall our last summer
Around the kissing gate
On another plate of love
The farewell only meant always present

It was good we tried to be good
Not promising the spacewalk
Or the catwalk for the eyes
That pop for the TV screen

But did Katrina steal you from me
In envy of the love song that put me to sleep
And you stood on top of a friendly roof
Still whispering my name with that song

Katrina might make a show of you
And grant you accolades for cinematic positions
From a culture of shows
But you will never ever shy away from love

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