Francine

Who knows if she's right, or even if she's skimming, water, sky, sunlight, like the river off Burbo Bank, her smile arrives brimming, where my lonely heart sank, she never leaves a family’s side, but knows her own following, did someone make her cry, her lungs open like a tank, she understands my limits, could undress a ham shank, next to me like a bride, her lips twist for filleting, why constant why, tobacco blonde full of lies, a lover who goes swimming, many a royal night, she dances in the tide, her fame is just beginning, nails me with that smile, fresh, alive, winning.

Jay Two Oh

Signs that say we're done, well before sunset, ashes scattered and gone, god's association dues, our astonished bet, no whispered thank you, fire and distant thunder, why we had to set, the unfettered free amongst us, my tongue is like glue, no matter what the debt, can't count two and two, don't know where we're from, tired of making threats, beyond our daily stone, these are not our blues, the houses that we let, fighting over what to do, how my world slumbers, somewhere there's a jet, night winds sing a number, my arms hold her yet.

Jay

Your smile makes me prance, a fear of being caught, by your smart chit chat, take all the chaff, you show around the course, smoke and look daft, what others have found, singing myself hoarse, is what you call balance, they might just dance, but you rake me worse, with your faded flowers, you hold my hand and ask, is this what we're taught, sip whisky from a flask, tell me forget the past, you know about horses, how to turn them out, why not take a chance, forget whose been bought, come with me to France, those lovely waters.

Peta Four

A cold wind blows, it strokes a fear, citizen comrades in the know, pearl doves arch above, nothing else is so dear, tell me truths of love, money for work clothes, smile like a seer, there are no bad tones, is my vision so blown, you need to be clear, a lifetime left to hone, along weather zones, you won't worry who’s near, we are never alone, fly to those who give, fresh linen and eau de cologne, always let them live, you wear lipstick for show, millions kill the years, try to steer the soul, eliminate frozen tears.

Peta Three

Who needs a shrink, but a lover somehow, and a little drink, all might the day own, in a village full of clowns, on fields full of stones, I know what you think could never hold a plough, but a secure unit's zinc, on display for the town, shows what I've sown, outrage now I'm gone, I teeter on the brink, though a whole summer down, walk and gargle and stink, they'll ship me now, face like an ice rink, body weight of a cow, my politics dull pink, heat shines off my brow, it's safer in the clink, to shut off the sorrow.

Peta Two

What might have been, it's just not fair, for a life of ease, you gave me no clue, are you that aware, to run from virtue, bowing to a bad dream, your eyes flared, you single out a scream, tell me the truth, my positions slurred, do you need more proof, to drink on sad evenings, would you not care, if I danced a treat, look at me I muse, is it my thin hair, don't sing me the blues, can you love my new teeth, do you think you dare, the way I aim to be, make you scared?

Peta

Your star is coming home, besides a police cone, in shelters you lie prone, why whisper love, on throwaway 'phones, ravaged face like a moon, saints show their bones, a poem to massage your soul, it makes you drink alone, pearl doves arc above, a lifetime listening to moans, fly to those who give, fresh linen and eau de cologne, leaves you on the ropes, you wear a green raincoat, you are not alone, millions come and go, trying to find a home, luminous as a frozen stone, shining beneath the credit zones, search a road called hope, before you take a loan.

Don Two

I'm not your drip, nor the big sea, the yellow light hid, ask about my lovers, with all their surly deeds, they haven't got my number, what I crave to live, as if it fits your creed, is a series of limits, that edge of wonder, being witness to believe, my high heeled mother, stones flowers pieces of drift, knowing its enough to see, what is in my gift, to enslave or encumber, a lifetime of greed, the peace of sweet slumber, would you leave me in sin, a lifetime of weeds, is it all spinning fibs, that gives me the need?

Don

Face down terrible claims, no star can refuse, your outrageous Dames, you who wonder Why, the lordly canons of virtue, feel those cotton stripes, but this's no game, TV's blare fake news, chasing the days, around your lies, your trinkets spin the blues, for all that crass disguise, hardships on the way, what is there to rue, hit them on the make, only fools rearrange, with someone like you, you're tired of catching 'planes, especially on parade, better face the Doo Doo, eyes looking strange, go easy on what's true.

Corys Three

When bells ring out the night, will you make your mark, like a song beseeches why, the land’s within sight, a warm embrace by dark, gives me your sweet sign, dusk falls in green light, our lives leap near the Bar, say you not a Sprite, when Americans fight, hold lovers in their arms, or on mountains bikes, your Diva's fame declines, the price near or far, from many a famous night, like a sea of pure delight, your smile cuts through tar, beams like a searchlight, you left a family’s side, but sing like a Lark, a woman who knows her rights, and hangs by the stars.

Corys Two

Take life by the horns, it's not a place of ease, pray to all you know, it's not defined by flaws, or other things diseased, scream just because, your love’s on the floor, stay your almond eyes plead, bells ring out the score, make our lives more, don’t pretend it’s free, keep within the law, if you have to go, it's all right with me, just quietly close the door, hoping all we call upon, is always meant to be, in this constant roar, always time to talk more Blues you can cheat, but with these hormones, who needs the sea?

Corys

Why pay a heavy score, almond eyes ruined, when love gets raw, if you feel my bones, drip like a scalded tune, you know what you've done, live life all the more, leave me here to stew, pray to a broken tort, why dedicate a home, only fools pay their dues, strung like freeway cones, divide me with perfumed whores, or other things you do, don't scream because, hard acts at this door, warriors live out of tune, who else knows their doomed, break holy orders, drain winter into June, all the stuff you swore, lightning the moon.

Anya Four

The one of you I knew, when life is short, would rage against these Blues, in this consumer light, you leave without a phone, it doesn't make you wise, nothing gives a clue, no print or written tome, your trail is not well used, do they know your plight, or try to stop you go, with your cards so slight, you'll never be a mule, that works to others' tones, put a stop to rules, the one I think I knew, wouldn't let condone, all the stuff we do, so far away from home.

Anya Three

Blows flame across my tears, share jokes in the dust, then disappears, I knew you in Gaol, a blanket for our trust, always cheers me never fails, what brought you here, in the leaden dusk, a woman once so clear, ice blue as the rails, a rider till she's bust, absorbed in all her ways, no one could get near, that spark that never shuts, a Swallow for her experience, haunts me like the deer, I did what I could, smoking a cigarette she appears, I put away the years, her lively face thrust, over mine a laughing beer, perfume like musk.

Anya Two

Say we up our game, see what there is to chance, shuffle the remains, listen to some wounded song, time would never lance, give us a need to belong, watching the rain, sheet down a broken path, why can’t we hail, ease of crowds and throngs, cargo ships and shining France, rooms with dark marks, red lips and white faces, cigarettes to smoke and laughs, wine to sip no disgrace, here we just bumble along, flying by our pants, hoping to right some wrong, a tree and bridge shaking, we shuffle by unlit lamps, kindness passes us waiting, crazed as tramps.

Anya

Since you've been away, we don't know what to do, but each night pray, you break the maddened stone, say it’s all up for you, no one keeps you home, to sleep this time of day, hear you sing the blues, nothing more to say, you say you have to go, to always play the fool, laugh like a bag of stones, the walls have turned grey, Gin is not your ruin, you've eaten all your cake, confined within that space, you've little need of truth, lilac as a snowflake, you sing the joy of praise, see the creep of moon, new horizons are great, you take them as your due.

Sophie Three

Living here's no paradise, it never makes the news, this place isn’t nice, but it could be great stars and sea like glue, stardust on our plate, all we need's a better life, show what we can do, to save us from the spite, our songs still resonate, a feeling without the Blues, won't find a better place, this district is our life, what it holds is true, naked Christmas lights, don’t matter what we create, to sing with our crew, we won’t hesitate, give us these winter nights, where we can live anew, even the way we try, to stay within the loop

Sophie Two

You appear stoned, your picture up in lights, or written on the wall, if love holds true, know which bells to strike, because they all love you, tell me you're not lonely, no matter how we fight, or beat our yellow bones, they call you Miss Fortune, pretty before your time, they don’t see your blues, the screams down a ‘phone, dreaming of paradise, a flame not at home, your big talented soul, that passes within our sights, the wind blows cold, clouds ride black and bold, across the winter fire, you sing less to atone, than sink into rhyme.

Sophie

When you see a shining star, does it make you uneasy, shows you know just how far, but If its children and dogs, just stay as you are, in a warm hazy fog, ship my soul to Shalimar, across the sea of tranquillity, let it cross that bar, it's not what you want, forget the Ferrari, all the stuff you don't, put water in my font, make all my fires decrease, tell me what's going on, I'm like someone from afar, in a film by Spike Lee, music by Billy Maher, singing in a boxcar, that scatters all my needs, ashes on the bar, instead of moon's serenity.

Christhree

I paint like Marcel Duchamp, and walk with weary gait, sense my socks are damp, bring cognac to my table, steaming dishes by measured pace, feed my ravenous frame, I#m no picture to look upon, swaying like a knave, wanting my work done, unshaven waiters, in winter cafes, often watch me faint, women before me claim, with buttered hair on trains, love is just a game, the painting's stuff i crave, museums have a lonely grace, on lone uncertain forays, they shine beneath a lamp, that could be my fame, this small room my last, to forge a name.

Christu

Shadows make strokes, against the falling rain, it shocks me I'm broke, echoes of an empty suitcase, ends another sad holiday, it's no news to me, at St Anthony’s alone, a loss carries no certainty, when you need to loan, songs of a dismal tone, lonely trains, whistle and moan, to beg again, with love gone on 'planes, or down the Freeway, I mark my zones, shades of the infirmary, cradles my bones, I'm a happy soul, reclaimed from the cafes, listen to this joke, one chancer says.

Chris

The year Lady passed away, i couldn't get past the blues, was shrunken day to day, i hated to be alone, to see anyone new, on the street or Metro, but you are an angel, i didn't have a clue, you became my sage, arranged all the loans, brought me into the music crew, put jelly on my bones, before my this game, i only thought of you, and all you create, then you began to play, i hate successful tunes, now it’s a different rage, tell me who are you?

Emma Three

Cocaine is my baby, I accept her burnt cheer, it brings me the cradle, breaks a city of stones, down avenues of tears, misery wears different clothes, love is my trade, handled without fear, a good girl these days, long journey's to the coast, nothing is too dear, except how I flow, I'm never a sideshow, let's make it clear, the nightmare is unknown, and the ashamed, who need all the gear, I'm part of their fame, anyone tries to arraign, don't you be near, with a Gun I won't hesitate, in these turbulent years.

Emma Two

Who hasn't thought, alone and perplexed, thinking of what we’ve bought, over a drink of wine, the burdens of pretext, Birthdays lying supine, what we purchase that's caught, searchlights of the vexed, wonder if it's short, with lovers Online, who will pop up next, ask for my time, generally divorced, light through a dark vest, drunk and overwrought, alone at the shopping mall, I'm abstiminus Rex, will anyone give a call, draw a bundle of noughts, a compatability test, is not to be forced, just like the rest.

Emma

you have such a giving way, you bring me Bollinger, on my birthday, what can we do alone, without this sense, to lives of our own, wine pours down my face, like a Christening, you fire the Angel cake, are we here or gone, without a stitch to spin with, we laugh at the unknown, choose to list or waste, our jellied lives in richness, get called upon to pray, you stumble along the way, like a rhythm of the sea, all the trips we make, on greatest days, awash with forgiveness, are easy to celebrate, your beautiful spirit.