Nadia

More than any man, love brings her relief, like a river swells the dam, inflated or in despair, can cry when she pleases, mostly on the stairs, but none of its an omen, compared to that other disease, iron framed tantrums, when she stands and swears, she'll never release, the new peace inside her, gathered in a doll's pram, all she needs for leaving, made spledid by her elan, it's a a quiet affair, Spring’s great feasting, she’ll settle for that here, happy in her creed.

Lena

You'd gamble anything, my sister says, including a wedding ring, around your eyes, could you ever retain, that time so prized, then you cry and sing, chase love like a spray, of broken wings, a smell of smoke and fire, you beat out the flame , encircling your whole attire, keep on smoking, maybe you can smile away, laugh at summer things, but yours is a selfish prize, can you feel the rage, the little ones denied, dappled by the day ?

Katie

Do you create lost dreams, you could have owned, easily arranged with iced tea , don't talk to me and goo, i remember this town. even if the river’s blue, the only person in your team, you consistently let down, in causes you entreat, the struggles with your tubes, all your troubles found, in that lonely hard school, others call you a has been, you could have worn a crown, I might have been Queen, resurrecting some hopeless feud, rent unpaid in rooms with fleas, do all poets wait for news, will drinking set you free ?

Jerry

My great open days, without a care, make sense of me you say, yes, go on, watch me prance, you know about mares, but you've never made beds, you smoke in the haze, crumple Florentina’s on a chair, under a broad brimmed hat, a white faced chancer, you breathe in thin air, shout mas vino, clap, are my legs to your taste, you’re such a flirt, the words comes in phrases, I wonder at your balance, you haven’t a prayer, being chained to this dancer, others glare.

Idaho

My weekend sings, in this time of plenty, especially on my tiny wings, betrayed by our bones, can’t anyone see, the yellow light of fall, I am dancing on strings, It is a cruel destiny, a terribly fragile thing, we call time our own, beneath an early rising sea, but some of us drown, smell of diesal that clings, I hate blue Mondays, fire distinguishes me, act up play the clown, reject all flag waving schemes, take holidays for a month, my sweet solitary’s.

Hanaa

We know how to give, but a lifetime of greed, brings little love, do you sometimes wonder, if it’s in our creed, while we rage and plunder, in this darkest winter, does kindness have a need, to tremble at our future, make a gift or number, for all our misplaced seed, with indistinct lovers, perfume and sweet lipstick, matching high heels, grant us forgiveness, rub stones or a timber, pray for quiet days at sea, if luck makes us shiver, we have to believe.

Georgia

We dream of justice, shoved or tossed away, seeking love, we think of our own, who sought that reign, whom we now flee from, will rage alone absolve us, or our troubles gain, as slaves to broken promise, calendar years are shown, they only need one page, revealed as days turn brown, uncertain questions, haunt us each day, rise alone like ghost ships, we cannot tap the flow, they weave around our name, we have to go, leave what dreams remain.

Fara

When I scream, of three missed trains, your face smiles in solace, is it only a wish to share, that love should stay, your eyes make it clear, those songs are a dream, the wine you drank away, red lights cafe's and seamen, beneath toue hard stare, trees in the gentle rain, cigarettes glow like stars, wrap them around your feelings, you’ll never change, in all your dealings, a bed and hospice chair, you look so great today, no whisper of groundless fears, you danced to stay sane.

Elaine

Sat in a lemon light, cars sweep alongside me, everything will be all right, sunrise over Athlone, Charlies café serves mint tea, good as anywhere being alone, want no more desert fires, would prefer to sit and read, cocoa and an early night, salt cakes around the shore, men go home for a meal, those dancing years long gone, exhort a glass of wine, from last night’s soiree, every night a terrible shine, I’ll go again to Ballymore, dawn holds its own disguise, return by bus to the port, Spring’s brown days come by, I dream about the sea, everything around’s me fine, a soul could settle here.

Daisy

Is it a sin to go alone, do only children dance, down the long slopes, Verde on the terrace bar, Campari dark glasses, chance, an evening the suburbs adore, outside opera house Lake Como, I pray our wounds will lance, my stay at this rodeo, loving someone from afar, sheathed in the middle distance, who am I to deny her laugh, sourball colours blah blah blah, your electric prance, demise of yet another star, I’ll see her again I hope, cooled by her glance, a singing fire to rake, the rhythm of her balance.

Cindy

Who beseeches lonely bums, sets afire pallet frames, all to guide us home, cotton, gold and hair spikes, what games we play, how we wield the dice, I dance to a different drum, moonlight meets my gaze, a lovely songbird thrums, do I settle here or fly, flit from place to place, or listen to its lullaby, springtime grass has come, trees burst down the lanes, they call me Sugar Plum, will I sway in dusty light, my name reside on buttered waves, others ask me why, love always greets my days?

Bella

Do we think of others, while howling down the phone, giving our friends a blub, prayers and frightened sinners, our thoughts get blown, along blue green rivers, drummers play and look above, parties where you feel alone, men search for easy love, spring throngs with winners, but you can only flow, or die by evening sunset, put your hand beneath the covers, seek for answers you don’t know, play yourself out of trouble, resist that guy’s guilty twitter, instruct your eyes say no, I mean, does the light trick us tells us where it wants to go ?

Annie

We stand by the ferry, she made us swear, to lay her down by water, she gathers our fear, dismisses our worried stares, says there must be no tears, thank God we’re merry, and the weather’s fair, instead of trials and ancient levies, more than ever a seer, singing in the yellow air, her sayings begot by jeers, in passing now she’s ready, we all embrace her glare, a gun once fired and deadly, like stolen kids drinking beer, proud at the schooner’s turn, apple cheeks full of cheer, she carries us with her .

Zaidy

What I was feeling then, can it be undone, I won't see you again, when you sent me reeling, dancing forlorn, where else but the freeway, going is a case of when, like a dress that’s torn, you have to count to ten, then sit unfeeling, to face the drive alone, I couldn't see anything, or pray for the rent , turning into stone, mine was never to Ken, so brother keep me dealing, when our flight has flown, sweeten my lips believing, the ocean is my own.

Yana

How do I make this scene, looking cool on vodka, as if it will protect me, off my face with anxiety, hands pushed down the sofa, eyes look around furtively, places like you’ve always been, red and yellow dank cellar, her smile smiles sweetly, the great days of history, she loosens first my collar, we sit side by side umbilically, she is like a gift from the sea, cracks open the Rioja, awaits the next epiphany, doesn't bother with identity, has neither sou nor dollar, wants to explore my territory, no one here to stop her.

Xena

Show us at our best, find a sail to make us thrill, our flight to change address, if there’s more to caress, battered nights leave us still, fix our weathered compass, a raging thirst we can't refresh, a map, some salt, make us kill, a hope we can’t assess, let us struggle past duress, face each wave and rill, send us back if we regress, by flame or water to confess, devoured by men and kids, can we pass the test, hope that soon we’ll be set, where you eat your fill, settled in the inventive West, ringing open all the tills.

Waya

Kills me with laughter, on her sunny days, dances like a warrior, talks of a writer, bright and unfazed, who never left her mother, though she travels anyway, in a young beatnik phase, it brings me no surprise, hearing trains at midnight, when love holds sway, provides no alibi, for kisses in the rain, on St Bartholomew’s quay, wonder of each new day, morning cafe' fights, the pain of daughters’, a crucifix held high, . in winter’s river.

Valentina

Truth was never easy for you, especially this campaign, your breath warm fish glue, sits frightened on my lips, this is no child’s game, iron scabbard at the hip, what really is the news, chasing my days, with a man like you, who cannot be shipped, outside of slavery, a sheath of arrows tipped, olive leaves around your hue, golden trinkets silken days, disguise your crass virtue, better to love unhindered, face down outrageous claims, sail by stars to Ardith, is Glory on your blade ?

Ula

Won’t you let me see, his only rest in peace, he only asked for freedom, the consolation of his bones, a human soul or shady tree, beside these heaving boats, I sing you all a melody, a bitter chant of make believe, for your own eyes destiny, as you wait to board, this swarm of human seed, only one remains to load, the dancing lights of Italy, Lampedusa’s moonlit sea, rock of Simon Peter, Europe hear our moans, New York light a greeting, a shoreline bears his clothes, he sailed to enter history.

Tahlia

It is good to know, by travel, wine or grounds, when our life is over, a resistance to all moaning, wooden planks hold us down, light dancing on the loam, in the luminous dawn, you may wonder, when you dream of going, will you stand by water, sunlight at the ponds, Sunday in late October, how beautiful your show, your lips echo the bounds, where my passion flows, they’ll lower me down, after a lifetime in tow, their faces brown, love always around.

Sheila

More than any laughter, love brings me to my knees, like broken water, inflated or in despair, I can cry when I please, absent what I care, it’s not a slaughter, to that other disease, a used cartridge shell daughter, the manner of her fare, she knows why I’m grieving, but no time to share, she stands by the river, swears she'll never release, the name of those pictures, there’s a time to dare, in yellow nights of feasting, ask what is really out there, is this how I feel ?

Rae

A crescent moon at Easter, I know why I'm loved, but want to be free, surrounded by icy streets, I turn my jacket up, to a steady pea green sea, have I reached a breach, Our Lady holds a dove, no matter who gets released, it’s a cold light believing, in this time of trouble, if I can skip the seasons, by the ferry at Seacombe, I wander past dockside rubble, scream a daughter's feelings, no prayers for the cheaters, my family’s good enough, but cannot know the reason, why I cut so rough.

Quianna

Her day is just beginning, she dances in the tide, fresh and alive and kicking, she kills me with her spin, next to me like a bride, twists her lips like shillings, around a constant ciggy, tobacco blonde full of lies, a dancer if not delicious, like the river with water in, her smile beams estuary wide, watching my heart give, she isn’t free from sinning, who left a family’s side, but sailed in full trimmings, an Orphea used to thrill, a Gull made to glide, she demands her fill, sunlight, water, sky.

Pammy

Don't leave your schemes, with hospice assistants, yearn for lost leanings, that's for blond curls, who don’t know the distance, you were never that girl, but a shipwrecked queen, a golden gate sister, a purveyor of dreams the whorl of time’s whirl, spread your resistance, redeemed all the nervous, you talked like a Dean, at your midnight entrance, did not need movie screens, an angel at the fair, cool to be different, where burdens are learned, always in white jeans, when death begs for justice, you won't expire keening, you’ve done it for us. .

Ophelia

Do we keep or burn, a love like gas, the flame turned down, you can see the blue, now time has passed, not strung out on spoons, it's enough to turn, the house won't collapse, somehow you'll convert, words to laden schooners, a truth come to pass, bars are full of losers, I’ll work away and churn, poems to hold you fast, drink from Grecian urns, act as your muse, warm your fingers at the tap, switch it up, disaster makes me laugh.

Nula

When you talk coastlines, when you chance rain, what is the punchline, don't waste my hours, coming home you say, I’ve brough some flowers, what you think is a lie, you smile at the windowpane, wait for moods to fly, stand there and lower, eyes at some distant train, the suburbs your bower, abridged suits you fine, your Da bears the blame, think of our youngest child, why act like a spy, behind your work days, be witness to the crime, no toll without paying.

Marjoram

Please don’t let them see, why they ring our feet, we only asked for freedom, your consoling dove, a village soul and shady tree, here in this crowded boat, pray and pray to achieve, bitter chants of make believe, sad eyes show only greed, we have coursed with blood, this swarm of human seed, did only things we could, salved the wounds of refugees, Lesbos and a moonlit sea, help us only to retrieve, what we’ve lost in love, meet with smiles our greeting, instead of voices rough, we don’t expect things easy.

Lucy

Before you turned to me, carried me with your flight, I knew to be free, who gave you that legitimacy, the love I thought right, the fire you released, ships fanned for their speed, whisper at night, you were my every need, sunlit gardens at Thebes, a power beyond my sight, you left me solitary, three days I wept inside, whole cities heard me cry, hearing my song denied, nailed on Ithaca’s creed, spare me your delight, like a broken scream, you’ll see my siren smile.