Rollo

Will you be the same, a smile beneath the trees, each time we separate, the gardens and the grime, bottles stacked like wheat, where we keep the wine, now's no morning shame, resting at my feet, it’s only this tired game, No I'm fine, Please come back to me, don't give me battered lies, why does it always take, a dawn novena, to have you here again, you smile like a wolverine, your body is a litany, now should be our time, why can’t you remain, the sun is uneven, traffic fills the lanes, can you smell the sea ?

Myriam

Why is it always you, that makes it seem, every day brings good news, not meant to live alone, lucky we don't know disease, especially here at home, if the wind blows cruel, it won't stop our dreams, even if we shed a few, come over here dead slow, dance that twisted beat, reach me with mellow tones, sing when we’ve had a few, now is just our history, one golden avenue, even on the days you moan, you're always easy, blow away those blue notes, laugh the way you do, it's never just the sea, nothing frightens you, you make me believe.

Louisa

Love holds the door ajar, my hair falls down unkind, nowhere gets me very far, I sit on a high stool, drink a little wine, God knows I need a few, you ask about my Ma, Oh she’s fine, stuck as usual in the tar, the money she blew, in a poor easy light, just to please some other fool, cruising in her fast car, it rocks around her lies, no wonder I’m scarred, there’s nothing cool, about the hurt inside, except that other part of you, viewed from afar, that sees each morning rise, like the northern star, I’ll have my time.

Roe

You smile across the beach, a flash that lights the day, salt hangs on the breeze, danger flashes in your eyes, something in your gait, no need to question why, you dab perfume for the heat, walk in glorious ways, smell the pine trees, you won’t toe the line, be tamed, no-one needs to die, love has set you free, milk seaweed at your side, silk from a silken sea, red tiles are your paradise, men chant out your name, a toe step is just fine, speaking truth is never easy, when words are all the same, this place become your Odyssey, the water your escape. .

Emma

A painter of religious scenes, she dabs on yellow glaze, a thirty-year-old seraphim, views the work that's honed, never too wise in this game, doubts she'll ever atone, in great nights of dreams, even when life’s the same, it's not what it seems, the canvas lets her roam, a sketch of wooden nails, in many ways she's gone, places she’s never been, lost without a name, like a matchstick in the sea, the work is not her own, the pull of certain days, bright as lighthouse rock, her body aches without relief, sunken eyes are crazed, her mind is never easy, she regards another frame.

Davide

Who can resist, that warming flame, leavened by your kiss, hidden by a generous street, it's a terrible shame, supplicants at your feet, those who think you’re it, turn to me and say, please God nothing goes adrift, car lanes tick with heat, sunlight grants them little space, our time is fleeting, let their gears change shift, you laugh again, someone will give us a lift, for everything we need, blow our troubles away, hang dreams on a tree, if uncertain questions, clutter our foray, all’s we seek an instance, other golden days.

James

My eyes fix a place, where we just carry on, where no one heeds the flame, or cares about our ways, a tide rises then is gone, beyond any time frame, then you stroke my face, the running lines of alcohol, a delta of red veins, soon we’ll be safe, make wolf howls at the moon, the joy of running away, maybe we'll take a train, search for a winter stove, somewhere safe to lay, we’ll raise our game, make light of broken rooms, love’s better on absent days, always beats the clock’s disgrace, explosive as a bomb, can anyone really say, we’re best alone?