Ena

In a room that creaks, listening to the rain, she turns to speak, this is not my tune, she says, the song is too crude, walls washed green, the moon hesitates, it knows where she's been, Paris and sunlit avenues, not somewhere opaque, free from the Bues, wrapped in a cotton sheet, she pulls at my traces, her long gait and knees, outside's a Magnolia tree, the bed's like a cradle, you can smell the sea, sometimes she squeezes, from life taken, a manner to sleep easy, love marks her day. .

Eileen

You pull on your gloves, take your time, say you're no longer in love, remember which tune, that forgives broken lives, it still beats true, heaven's a cover, when you reach that line, do you sing it in blood, want me hum it for you, hold the clock chimes, run outside the room, hold all those who scrub, live generous lives, don't always find the rub, like you never rue, mysteries of your crime, hear the wind going boom, listen to what's above, shudder with the wine, fly like a released dove, you're not frightened. before we go and blow it, what settles on the breeze, brave enough it rests nearby, detests a summer’s loathing, to rescue God or try, brush away disease, laugh at why you're cold, what has come to be, dance on love you sigh, sing that song you sold, growl it like a lullaby, before you die you're no salamander. .panic shall not reign who holds their reins? best not to moan, keep hold of your creed, by Calendar or the sea, take Cium the bird who has flown, it was only fame, singing as she goes, drunk as a fiery contralto, dance amongst flames, problems the wind blows, the love that was shown, dissolves gives way, all that you owned, keeps you engaged. cafe's swell with rain, best not to moan, keep hold of your creed, don't let panic reign, like a hurricane zone, try to circle the domes, we are leaving Salerno, you have got my tone knowing not enough to see, would you let her tumble, tired of this campaign, across this shining bite, that gives no easy news, against the water's might, the Americas of circue. by mountains and ruins, lovers only hesitate she never left a family’s gate, but came here to sing, a woman who knows she's great, that beckons any time, next to me like a bride, around a constant why, the land within our sight, an old man and his wife, a voyage for the rate, set your almond eyes birds sing out of tune drain summer into June sweep up with the moon not present castigate, hope on a midnight wire, we are not alone in this lasting light, home provides no clue, God knows of your plight, don't try to collude, say your cards are marked, you're never that far, to stay where you are, in a warm hazy fog, and a veil across your face don't send me to Mars, from where you perorate.

Dolly

Always sing your tunes, not scrub away tour thrills, when you need the truth, life is not some nosegay, that anyone can spill, or make you feel safe, give money to every fool, find ways to laughter still, draw comfort from the Blues, sing them every day, they will never kill, the love you give away, forever dream of good news, nor worry at the chill, if they put you in a refuge, douse yourself with perfume, life won't become shrill, see your petals bloom, don't let a lover's curfew, drive you to fall ill, act holy with his moods, reduce him to nil.

Dina

U I O Don't fall for anyone's Blues, sing on the wire, you always pay your dues, life isn't a stone, taken to the fire. why should you atone, whoever reads the news, think who is for hire, make your own truth, philosophers in their bones, say poison your desires, find your own home, read all the books, they always inspire, don't overlook, your little place of ruin, why be a denier, wear jeans rock those tunes, each little bit of you, everyone else enquires, give them more than clues, you're not a liar.

Deborah

Drunk enough to ask why, accept she's been chosen, before you deny, laugh at all her crazes, what she tries to provoke, with stupid phrases, sing instead her favourite lines, our time goes by unspoken, accept the heaven's cry. outside of your praises, neither shrink nor coax, those wonderful days, at the grave in time, to verify love's soaking, a cloud sails the sky, what settles on your faces, laugh at these cold bones, before you blow the traces, a flower at your side, just some little token, more than any pride, run from being broken. ,

Davina

What you hold consistent, remains being single, swallows resistance, your search for the breeze, sometimes the tingle, the song of the free, do you hear my canticle, an assembly of jingles, sometimes you kiss, my quotation of pieces, i've learned to dangle, when you're on the sea, or do you stand faceless, each time finingle, a wind lashed promise, that you laugh guiltless, instead of that ring, on the blue Ithmus, will you turn sunlit vistas, dance and mingle but come back to us, all my blown kisses, across tide wood and shingle, what's not there to miss, waves on the Dingle ?

Dora

Why live in a haze, sheltered from the wind, battered like cellophane, best not to moan, or burn a holy candle, life is only a loan, do you buck the rain, scour the land, for a perfect phrase, in your worn out clothes, enjoy the contrast, you're not on your bones, make a step change, blow the ten grand, find love instead of trade, when someone groans, you don't understand, move out of that zone, chained to your days, can your heart expand, in greater ways, or not understand?