Sam

A flower at your side, just some little token, held with great pride, ribbons in your hair, stuff that you know, never so clear, stupid asks why, accepts you've been chosen, your turn to fly, deny all the hurt, child memory provokes, outside of your care, wished heaven's cry, shrunken or coaxed, don’t try to deny, all that you share, warm in your soaking, with silly dares, sing favourite lines, know that love's spoken, a friend asks you why, you remain unbroken?

Freya Three

Chained to our days, can you ever forgive, the mess we made, best not to moan, or want to rescind, our life as a loan, don’t live in a haze, cower from bliss, tear like cellophane, you're not alone, to go on like this, there's meat on your bones, live for today, make love a trip, it’s more than a trade, welcome the crones, consider the shift, you're going home, when one of them says, you don't fit in, show them the way, what it is to give.

Freya Two

These waters groan, they whisper your name, our ship sails alone, don't know what to do, a brilliant stain, covers the crew, can we ever atone, what’s sought in your name, especially at war, how ungainly the ruin, that presages disgrace, brings us to face you, the love that has flown, we study the waste, in this troubled home, the sea is lemon blue, your face drained, nothing more is new, whatever has gone, help us stay sane, humour or truth, we turn to the flame.

Freya

Memories of your face, so eager to please, the state of your grace, you recoil at my thunder, my very conceit, a man fixed by number, they call me too late, eager to squeeze, the life where you lay, a path uncluttered, my insides heave, you were never a lover, who goes out one day, while I’m asleep, dreams fall away, it makes you wonder, rings, stones, grave, who splits who asunder, who, I hear you say, can smile easy, just break away, from what’s never released ?

Kenny Four

Brilliant bones sculpture your frame, Summer's in full flow, you want to be free, the name of the game, how to stay happy, dance on the floor, walk away from fame, others will follow, taste salt by the sea, fools think it's tame, not what you believe, to number each home, or circle each day, then ask where it goes, stones and glass pieces, drunken oblates, sing like priests, as if on the morrow, no one shares blame, you fly wing of Crow, into the rain.

Kenny Three

He hails when you come by, laughs and hums and kids says it's all a lie, he keeps a cheerful home, to do's on yellow lists, always on the go, his life starts to fry, searching for what he's missed, some waste all their lives, others walk the stones, searching for a kiss, what they'd thrown before, forget the bitter times, when he forgets to piss, bars, rain, days of tides, dreams he can’t postpone, always glad to see you, happy that you called, whoever owns the night, or the stars like milk, makes you wonder why, his whole life has dipped

Kenny Two

You live life by drops, no poem or big sea, the green light stops, your words only grate, on lousy gifts, there lies your fame, latticed with coughs, just a wheeze, to show whose on top, some child’s game, around your greed, you always find a way, let them know who's boss, everyone squeezed, like a kitchen cloth, golden pockets can't delay, your fight over deeds, the need to hold sway, give it all to love, you wouldn't need, to care a jot, can't you see?