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.