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I Wonder

So I’m unzipping my trousers when I find a piece of lint. Not one, not two, not three but a handful of loose cotton pieces down my trousers. How did it get there? I wonder. The next day I was walking down the road when it was raining. Pitter patter went the raindrops against my umbrella? How did it get there I wonder? I was lost in a dream and click-clack was all I could hear. I looked at my screen and saw a poem. How did it get there I wonder?

by Andrew Watkins

September 2017

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Fig Leaf

Hello people
I want this song sung
by me or somebody who can play
a tune or melody.
I want to write a song about love
Always I hear songs about love
Real love seems the simplest to feel wise about
so it is.
I am a fig leaf, international fig leaf
carried by intercontinental Zephyr
to the inside of someone’s pants
Where I get all continental inside
when I hear moans I image
that I am soaring above the Atlantic
or Pacific or the Bering Sea
When I imagine Zephyrs I see Terracotta houses below
When I…
When I feel the melody Its time to start again
When I get that feeling inside
Begin again at the end

©2017 Andrew Watkins

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Ash-ed

Whoosh (air) Something came in, something left

beats rhyme, cymbals moan, pipes groan, vocals rest

their hands on your shoulders and take you for a dance.

Casino sounds merge with memory to leave you skint with feeling

Did you ever get carried away with thrash guitar and drums?

In that state of suggestion, anything comes to mind

you are a beaker and your cerebra-spinal fluid thrums

With knowledge of what got left behind

At least until now desiccated cow, dried sirloin, ash-ed rump

And now finally you’re getting ________

And bed wetting scenes

And lurid dreams

lucidly the demon with smiling jaws leads you by the hand

and into the paper sky where biro arguments leave your mouth dry.

And scud sand dunes.

Petty lions and drawn out silences are all that remain.

©2017 Andrew Watkins

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Christian Summer Blues Tune

To music that goes up and down

don’t put up with that ugly frown

take it indoors and give it the once over

and you’ll come outside smelling of clover.

 

Interior design is getting me down

Spending all my time as an f****** clown

With a light soy sauce, you’re on your way

Have a happy summer holiday

Have a happy summer holiday

 

Pasta and seafood makes a lovely dish

(Make me a plan in a naughty mish)

My soul is a grape on a lonely vine

When your beat you’re doing time

When your beat you’re doing time

 

Oh

 

My bottle of coke is warm and flaT

IT WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAT

Cooked in the midday heat, waiting to eat

Ice cream will melt when you feel the heat

Ice cream will melt when you feel the heat

 

It’s all oh so crappy

Put my problems in a nappy

and take them into town

and go and spread the word

that God is around

doing good works

all over this week

and you’re problems

are nothing to him

so get on your knees and pray

for a happy summer holiday

Oh

This song could go on and on…

…for as long as there is summer sun.

 

Yeah

Written by Andrew Watkins

Copyright Andrew Watkins 2017

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Songwrite 6

Song For Sirens

Looking at my monitor in despair
Listening to songs I wanted to write
Maybe if we were together
I’d start to get things right

Now it’s so great to see you
And our friends are the magic glue
Baby I’m starting to believe
there’s nothing better than me and you.

Now it so hard inside. Can’t seem to get things right
What happened? Oh Oh Oh?
What happened to our love?

What happened? Oh Oh Oh?
What happened to our love?

Got my friends on my back again
Lost track of where we were heading
Oh Oh Oh! Oh Oh Oh!
Perhaps we should pack in for a while
this is doing my head in

Where, where, where
is the stone, stone, stone?
I’m gonna groan groan groan
All over this poem, poem, poem,
Oh Oh!

Now it so hard inside. Can’t seem to get things right
What happened? Oh Oh Oh?
What happened to our love?

What happened? Oh Oh Oh?
What happened to our love?

YEAH!
I feel it starting inside
that urge to get things right.
Oh Oh Oh-oh
Oh Oh oh-ho
This is so good were getting back together oh-oh.
That should do it for tonight. Oh.

Now it’s so great to see you
And our friends are the magic glue
Baby I’m starting to believe
there’s nothing better than me and you.

Now it so hard inside. Can’t seem to get things right
What happened? Oh Oh Oh?
What happened to our love?

What happened? Oh Oh Oh?
What happened to our love?
(fade)
©2017 Andrew  M Watkins

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