Fara

This fluctuating strumpet year, is going to be different lady, in our briny bumbling tears, everything here to regale us, we go down to the city by train, the long journey of August, cocaine is our baby, we accept her burnt cheer, hailing us to the cradle, ease of lovers in our trading, Sparta, Corinth, Ainsdale, please end these days, we are lazy please show me, no need to feel ashamed, the peace of Aquinas, tell me there is nothing to fear, or go money crazy, remind me of what is here, heal my mess find a way.

Evana end Sept 2016 starts up another series Molly 3 above from unused/modified poems page 13 down

Give me my broken jewels, let me laugh through tears, you won't dance with fools, under cold white stars, golden waters hold no fear, you can’t stand the bars, my dreams are further shores, don't bring others near, give me money for my chores, when you smile i remember, those ached for years, when you were tender. turn your head, mouth a kiss, make me not want to hear, how could i ever resist, stronger fates in your rule, your perfume costs me dear, lemon being is my school, meaning very clear.

Delilah

You laugh like Camus, but it’s not the heat, deserts don't frighten you, you’d say that fools, always miss the beat, when looking at ruins, you are like an almond, brown and seventeen, before the wind, will you blow away, like their leaves, nothing to harm your stay, just the yellow and grey, poverty of hurt dreams, poems on hot spring days, inside you hum a tune, turn your head at screams, ignore the blues, your spirit sunk deep.

Deborah

My parents say i'm plucky, sometimes without grace, you don't know how lucky, children with single women, Oh you'll be okay, just give them room, Our Lady holds my heart, no matter games they play, on cold lit parts, my Da was unfaithful, lost within his ways, he'll always be dull, asks me for money, chants without praise, at my kids communion, a goody two shoe sucker, i no longer sway, before their truculence, am over obeying.

Xona

Why won’t you let me see, please don’t bind my feet, i only asked for freedom, consolation of his seed, a human soul or shady tree, beside these heaving beings, i sing you all a Huda, a bitter chant of make believe, for your eyes on destiny, as you wait for trains, you swarm of human need, only song remains, the dancing wound of Syria, Greece and a moonlit sea, rock of Simon Peter, Europe hear my keening, New York light a greeting, boatmen cry'time to leave', sail or enter history.

Xiang

Do we know how to give, live a lifetime of greed, to bring us to love, do you sometimes jib, if it’s in our creed, our gift to wonder, what about your lover, with all her surly needs, the yellow light hid, does her face have a number, bear witness to your ease, a high heeled slumber, would you tell her in sin, or life's end in weeds, it was me spinning fibs, how we have to limit, knowing too much to see, stones,flowers,pieces of drift, to conjure freedom.

Xaria

Truth was never easy for you, especially on this campaign, your breath warm fish glue, frightened on my lips, this no child’s game, iron scabbard at the hip, what am I doing being blue, chasing my days, with a woman like you, who cannot be bought, outside of slavery, a sheath of cotton wrought, around your lies, golden trinket silken delay, all your crass disguise, better to be true, face down outrageous claims, sail by stars to Maputu, Africa on your blade.