Patsy

. Do you drive on fire, beneath evening trees seeing those those photos, of your family long deceased, slipping beneath the road, dusty places along the wires, dancing on the breeze, homing like a pigeon flyer, settling on the stones, kids kicked on the street, another of Uncle Joe, the father alongside who died, so young his wife screamed, Why, Sunday faces looking inspired, houses bought under Kennedy, moving like you wouldn't mind, a sense of ease

Pamela

Will you suffer, a lifetime of pain, learning to forget her, blow what you love most, in shameful ways, or act the holy one, against your lover, all fires raised, do you care to bother, awash on the coast, sheltered by rain, you know what you've lost, chained to your buffers, someone will state, they've got your number, if you listen, you’ll have your say, your great days glisten, life's no train.

Pietra

. You tear at my bones, you're the fool i say, you don't need to be alone, to sail from my web, she holds my face, it's all in your head, we scream down the 'phone, think you're coming to stay, make me another loan, my dignity shredded, she's poised but waits, to distance herself, the psyche in her moans, . swears emotion is blackmail, i'm like an old crone, on wrinkled stones, i firmly state, you have to atone, she smiles,hesitates

Pilar

Ok, watch me go la la, is that what you do with lovers, who can only Cha Cha, you'll have no peace, with all your troubles, or your smoking ill at ease, your broad rimmed Casa, full of Brandy and rubble, white faces lipstick dark glasses, you shout your release, keep open the shutters, are my legs the reason, you scream at the bar, rip magazines off their covers, beg me don't say ta ra, will you buy me a car, broom boom between the covers, don't take me that far, think of your mother.

Pauline

Who will catch her moans, secrets spill like home brew, the song chills her bones, hair a screed of wheat, shines luminous but under curfew, its the old disease, lavender linen and Eau de Cologne, she whispers to a ravaged few, her feelings are never slow, a granny who sings for free, song is all the Blues, truth no concessionary, than a blonde field cloaked, with an early dew, her drink is whisky soaked, beats that sad old tune, down a public telephone, it won't make the news, or leave her ruined, a poet explodes.

Octavia

For all the chances missed, all the choices leased, love we think is blessed, do you know what to do, around your knees, a tattered sheepskin to warm you, all within my caress, heaven in our dreams, underneath the brightest dress, the members of our crew, say i'm not easy, but that's not really true, what’s loosed is never unsaid, when orange fires the sea, and we look at death, i didn't learn to dread, passion doesn't keel me, did what i thought best, alive but never weeping.

Ola

Is there a single quatrain, for someone in need, while others play, jumping around like skeletons, with lip sticky greed, and glorious tones, streaming from the 'plane, you're a fool to leave me, please don't say, i'm particularly honed, or it's just the sea, you hear alone, a manifesto of delay, clouding what i'm seeing, between shore and the spray, shifting riffs of Kurt Cobain, feeling tears with every reel, a childhood dance in chains, tell me how to feel. to what was never blood, you hardly ever knew, how not fighting for me, made me blue,/hate you

Obelia

Was i worth a night at Faro, the lighthouse streams our room, bed linen smells of Euro's, from no smoking signs, was i useless then, warm beneath your thighs, when we ate alone, a meal you wolfed too soon, you said i brought you down, can't you see in falling light, I am not one to kindle, all your dislikes, or dance like a foal, i don't trip to flutes, or ring bells without tone, you won't cut me to the bone, words from a devil moon, birds are flying home, what really is your tune ?

Oona

The Poetes Maudit, you always love, keep me going for a bit, is that all there is, beside your son, who goes back to prison, and scatters easy his shift, in terms of women, you note his alarming drift, salt provides an earthly rim, say it's a dry run, for him jumping ship, i don't need this shit, what have you begun, with your evening crimp, dicey laughter jolts a kiss, birds at dusk settle and hum, Alice de Chambrier is missed, rivers are swum.

Ocean

2003 was a bad year for me, my partner slipped, into another reality, she stated quite clearly, she wants me to take a trip, it means no mean feat, a photographer of breasts, she parades unashamed her grip, to note i pass the test, i fudge what she wants me to see, listen to my words slip, please don't ask for servility, or tell me how to melt, laugh with you're red lips, say it's only a little bet, no room for keening, head for harbour on my ship, don't say it's killing me, now she's adrift.

Oriana

Would you have a care, still worry if, you knew who you were, wiser than your Da or Ma, kissing your finger tips, wearing a Wonderbra, your Ray Bans on the chair, reflecting ships, sun lighting sur la mer, Aretha jn the car, rolling off your lips, they say nothing's that far, breathe a little prayer, while you laugh and jib, your waters still run here, even to seduce her, wonder if you’ve slipped, lovers dance inferno, sets on fire your grip.

Orestes

When you waved ta ra, rendered me insouciant, i died beneath that star, what you said was rotten, your love of ports and rivers, from my lonely bastion, huge beaches from the car, your stories all delivered, bottles, tidal wood,tar, and your string of losses, between madness and my fever, left as reminder, a cross, forget who won our war, a tale remembered, stories from the bell jar, don't disturb me at bars, or say love’s your ember, you'll never travel far, somewhere you'll go under. still waters run here, even to seduce her, wiser than your Da or Ma, kissing your finger tips, wearing a Wonderbra, tunes rolling off your lips, they say nothing's that far, breathe a little prayer,

Odessa

Ride horses to mountain crests, my lover chides, dance again like the rest, an altar to the moon, is that wise, can you be so soon, my heart breaks in my breast, i want to tell her why. fools are not the eldest, break free of lonely tunes, feel my spirits fly, kids are not the ruin, all my love isn't less, than some innocent lie, told at Saint Clemence's, sail to the inventive West, eyes blazing wide, our darkened sea is blessed, my worries on the tide.

Nancy

Do your sleepless nights mock, the sheets you sleep by, white face, red bed socks, ones my Nana use to pummel, then hang out to dry, startled by my song, wine bought at crowded docks, cigarettes and ties, women to kiss like men rot, manifestos to right wrongs, stretched across a crowded sky, a wish to belong, streets where darkness throngs, are you happy here or try, to have me strong, near water or by rocks, crying by hurling night, my Ma watches the clock, waiting for the knock, you hold the blazing light, a whole world to unlock, your face an icon.

Nadia

Who forgets generous acts, or stands by an unlit lamp, drawing fire, reading facts, those who bear the cost, left waiting on the strand, measured with the lost, does your family's big attack, make you suffer, light candles, raise a statue, a child at last, give money on the trot, or childless again and cramped, draw salt at your loss, decant you with sacks, sink in a Catholic swamp, drink, bless and let you smack, at walls or CD racks, spit saliva on their hands, you'll surely have another crack, summon you to dance ?

Namita

Smoking a cigarette i exhale, shrunken on my mind, a lover's face contained, can anyone condone, that unforgiving light, the way she's alone, haunted, proud, untamed, no longer hailing the sky, i met her in Holloway, she knew certain homes, when it's wiser to lie, and safer not to know, swapped mobile phones, for the breathing rain, her eyes like the cold, seeking love's remains, i beat out my time, from unwanted pain, she was kind.

Nara

Do you fake each line, you'd gamble anything, to give one good sign, your lover moans, all your could have been's, have ended with drones, it's really sublime, to include me in your dreams, dancing your time, arrangements to outline, do you think it’s been easy, living your lies, some image you've honed, when the calendar screams, who will tend your bones, breathing gently on your wine, chasing numbers with the breeze, you need more than design, to set you free.

Norma

A sunny life is not for everyone, waves kiss the palm trees, don't be down she's gone, i look around the sand, her brown and lovely feet, to leave just like that, a tiger slips by alone, a leopard sits in a Baobob tree, and eyes the foals, an old trail frames her stand, silver and mules of a salary, i cross an empty land, why be bothered, others need their ease, happy people don't write novels, the beach around me reels. they see me ply, under moonshine's sprawl, bitter fruit by line, feeling drawn.

Naeva

Clattered steps in the evening, heart beating like cocaine, before an Arctic breeze, at other times a jungle throng, before the muffled rain, drummed stillness in your song, i wish, more than any creed, to understand your game, i mean, do you trick me, accept the gift of dung, arriving fresh at the station, with hints of your perfume, a blame scarred electricity, laughter in all your ways, when you stay with me, does it make you feel easy, rolling home like a freighter, the pavements reeling, your lips beyond shame.

Nanon

There's many a time, i wish i'd never been born, on Princes Drive, my lover gone, now leave me alone, with my own reflection, what made me try, to think i was doing, getting jealous high, smelling your Eau de Cologne, winter coming on, standing by the road, then cloud breaks the sky, a little girl missing home, cars crawl by, they see me ply, under moonshine's sprawl, bitter fruit by line, feeling drawn.

Naiam

The great perspiring Diva, makes sense to me, when she sings Ave Maria, hymns make me dream, your face a relic of the sea, sleeping is not so easy, in circumstances of our own, can we ever make history, each morning's walk to town, like someone's claim to be, creature of nights seasoned in Cafe's, who tried to find the key, your laugh a generous frown, rain sweeping across a tree, you always hear me out, wrap time around your reel, say music will always be, a place to feel easy, by kind or cruel necessity.

Natalie

if you could only tell, or catch missed days, where easy love dwells, broken bars ablaze, part of this terrain, eyes clear after the rain, a bed beneath the shell, lemon trees sustain, part of another well, listening to the trains, not only children laugh, these uncertain days, no talk of prison hell, that hurt can't shame, but leaves us shrill, summer's loss is total, Spring gives us a name, our ship without a bell, will I see you again ?

Maria

What's wrong with scheming, and loving the sea, over the horizon fleeing, finding luck or an number, let it blaze your features, when love is a wonder, this is your season, for a time to seize, not wait on cloying reason, or weep in ocean slumber, find the need, to dance, wheel and trundle, shopping carts full of dreams, give yourself ease, with your new freedom, life is not for kneeling, the beach is at your feet, forget your bereavement, this beautiful evening.

Maisie

Strained in my tone, i struggle to explain, heart thumping groans, a waving busman's prance, turns away in the rain, she hears out my rant, laughs at all i've done, the useless games, no wonder when you're alone, ignores secret glances, putting yesterday's blame, on what has passed, she sits on a Navajo throw, the ribbons of a day, wild sunlight in her bones, a sea whipped storm, tornado’s my rage, incarcerated eyes implore, don't go dancing again.

Milly

Here's the reality, why on yellow set stone, behind a crushed serendipity, do you suffer whispers, in hushed magenta tones, light yet sorely kissed, a colour of the Belfrey, flush within your bones, like rain across the sea, can't you sense this, you say you've been honed, to numb away the miss, a lovers' voice tolls free, no one really gets over, a lonely time saying please, being in Gethsemane, that’s what prison is for, illicit sisters' whisky, you drink as your own.

Madeleine

Round an exercise yard, try to hide your fears, ships gone in the dark, light a path to heaven, planes in atmosphere, by multitudinous luminum, don’t laugh at stars, it all ends in tears, those pearls of smaller parts, they give no credence, that everything is here, a snow blanket rest, your path is not far, pictures break clear, by sail or by car, to dream of warm bars, moonshine on the pier, a door left ajar, your time is here.

Our Cargo Party: Madeleine

Our Cargo Party: Marianne: Around an empty yard, try to hide your fears, ships gone in the dark, light a path to hea...

Martina

Who wants to be free, my lover high five reaches, I do, she looks to sea, puts both her hands up, the breeze is easy, nothing between her and sun, you're the same as me, she says, her bright topography, sweeps the beach, her eyebrows plucked, as tight as a celebrity, she claims she's no schmuck, her smile is a wheeze, as if hopes of eternity, lie where funnels sweep, any idea of scrutiny, to our togetherness harmony, a place without breach, futile to disagree.

Marianne

Why say I'm not part of you, my insides heave, home is a distant slew, waves of listless drummers, pad dream like at my feet, bad echoes from the sun, you don't need a clue, to particularly receive, your own dread news, or if there are troubles, that morbid fools greet, with memories of love, faces crash out a tattoo, mascara runs lemon streaked, the sea is cobalt blue, nothing stays perfumed, alone by the beach, i shrug at the view, 'you're history' gulls screech.

Molly

Do you walk like death, mother's words hush dear, beneath evening's grip, wondering if you'll ever know, your family peers, who never walked alone, remember those who left, your Dada revered, in Australia the best, looked after, time flown, they lived long around here, houses sold then gone, I try to catch their breath, like their songs and gear, dockers who roared gentle instead, large hands, still sheds, i loved their appearance, coming home under gas lamps, laughing at my fears.

Lille

Is there more to learn, your Ma's all scorn, she'll see me burn, strung trees yellow robes, with vinegar and thorns, and ways she would know, a harvest unearned, i'm lucky to be born, the way you spurned, hate of such a load, in fields of corn, free from any crowd, your mother flared, like a hurricane storm, but you didn't care, kissed me and shared, a summertime sojourn, time to spare, on fine blue mornings.

Layla

The tap tap falling rain, gauges your great freedom, a hurting awakens, for the cafe's and diners, within last nights ease, solace turns blind, and your home erased, except on these yellow streets, you walk all day, where love gets twined, beneath cooling trees, blue air melts in crime, Our Lady knows your ways, in these hot seasons, whatever you have to say, does it matter the maze, the river's release, the balm of better days, makes you weep.