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He plays the queen of hearts
She moves her castle – Check
Though she has a queen too
They play two different games

Nesting Dolls


Life’s a tragedy
Caught fast within their costumes
The actors expire

Backstage real life breeds
More down to earth deceptions
Still rôles; still acting

Gambolling Gamblers


Life a deck of cards
Unsure no one marked the cards
We shuffle and deal

Shysters and diehards
Trampled, embittered and scarred
Still we share the meal

On The Crests Of Waves


What new worlds shall we
Not simply determine to create
But share today?

What new worlds shall we
Not simply determine to share
But create today?

Game, Set And Match


Fear is the mind killer it’s said
But isn’t it as clear arrogance

(Its crooked by-blow offspring)
Is never lagging too far behind

She taught him this years ago
But sadly he failed to learn it

He taught her this years ago
But sadly she failed to learn it

To blame … teacher or pupil?
Or maybe it’s a double fault



Day by day we strut
Victors or losers pawns
Fools in a circus

Skip To My Lou


Here on the download
Day to day is proceeding
The dance continues


* “Skip to My (The) Lou” was a popular partner-stealing dance from America’s frontier period.

In early America, some Puritans regarded the fiddle as a tool of the devil (since it led to dancing, which was regarded as sinful). Faced with such a religious obstacle to socialising, young people developed the “play-party,” in which the objectionable features of dancing were removed or masked. The dancers sang and the audience clapped to create rhythm for their own music. The play-party became a popular passtime for teenagers and young married couples. As people moved westward square dancing and barn dancing became acceptable, at least to some.

“Skip to My Lou” is a simple game of stealing partners (or swapping partners as in square dancing). It begins with any number of couples skipping hand in hand around in a ring. A lone boy in the center of the moving circle of couple sings, “Lost my partner whatll I do?” as the girls whirl past him. The young man in the center hesitates while he decides which girl to choose, singing, “I’ll get another one just like you.” When he grasps the hand of his chosen one, the latter’s partner moves to the center of the ring and the game continues. It’s an ice-breaker, providing an opportunity for the participants to get acquainted with one another and to get into a good mood.

The “lou” in the title comes from the word “loo”, a Scottish word for ‘love’.”

One’s Name


Light and dark couple
Identity a mind game
Question: Shall we play?

Game Changer II


There are those who say
We are all One Being

Playing at playing
Many different players

Were we to know
One another in full

Would that not spoil
One Being’s play?

The spoiler to spoil
All spoilers!



We love to play the angel
Chaste as love in a mist

While concealed we feed
In backroom or dank cellar
That which we fear to own
Labial as O’Keefe
Our full blown passion flower

We sip and simper, nod and smile
Permit ourselves a certain obliquity
Allowing denial at everyone’s convenience

There will be no producing of notebooks
No taking down of particulars
No fear of imagination
Lurching into unexpected action

And should you spot a faux pas
Please be kind and pluck my sleeve
Subtly tip me the wink
I’ll do the same for you

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