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	   FAN THE ACTRESS

The women has no mercy on the man who 
	Always waits.
"Get out of my company," she finally states.
"I don't like your eyes, or their stare on me;
"So get out of my company and we'll drink
	merrily."
"I'll get you a glass, then," your man replies.
All the grace he fancies smiles from his eyes.
She tips me the wink and stretches out her hand,
"We'll wait for favours a long time in this 
	land."
The glass is brought up by your man from 
the bar,
"We're smiling in the next one, sure we'll go
	far…"
"O no," she says, "You're mistaken.  I'll pay
	for this myself.
"So get out of my company while I drink 
your health."

In memory of Marie Conmee




ONE POET BEGS TO DIFFER FROM 
ANOTHER IN ATTITUDES TO
FAREWELL

I too could be leaving
But I'd not list such items or sigh..
A poet travels harsh roads in the hand
When beyond recall and I'm daily perceiving
The weaving gleams and a wry smile
As a sun surviving the land.
Relationship could be chance parting
Objects far from your presence.
It sets the road where I stand
As a turn too far off, darting
Downhill, to measure the distance
I must travel in time in the sand
Well, I'll saunter out, for a change,
Please God.
For I leave with a pack
Of salt in my pocket,
A loaf of bread in danger
Of breaking a fast, and black
Moods on the sprocket of time
That I give in random release
To anger and rhyme.

Copyright: Jocelyn Braddell
TREBLIN TIMES, September, 1973