Maria

In a café’ that’s dark, her lovely face shadows, she thinks of supermarket yards, dressed for night’s presence, across trolley she’s heard, they’ll take any bet, spirits with some spark, she comes here to allow, herself to carry on, it’s a rare clerk not cut to the marrow, when clearing her park, she can’t forget that lot, they don’t soar like arrows, precise in their movement, but feels their dreams makes lists when off clock, poetry’s her scene, if there’s ever a chart, to enumerate forebearance, then think of no-marks all of us vagrants.

Sasha

Here in an empty Saloon, I play this sad game, It does me no good, shadows make strokes, across the dirty bus lanes, shocked again I'm broke, songs of melancholy hue, drift from a guitar playing, they hang in the blue, down this long road, they say loss’s net gain, but when you need loans, who calls the tune, above wooden tables, it seeps into my perfume, better exist alone, with him off the rails, I’ll carry the load, due north are the Dunes, lying over the lake, what happens to truth, does it make waves?

Sophie

I'm not your latest grip, nor big sea, the yellow light hid, you ask about my lovers, with all their surly needs, they don’t have my number, what I want to live, to break belief, is fashion all my limits, find a place of wonder, witness the creed, like my denim sister, red nails and paper ribbon, showing is enough to bleed, it really is within my gift, enslave or encumber, a lifetime crossing ferries, the smells of sweet summer, you make me sound limpid, by title or deed, a matchstick in the river, so much more to me.

Christos

I need another home, somewhere else to stay, now that you’re gone, what I need to do, ship out all the waste, forget that other Dude, in troubled zones, find comfort in every day, try not to feel alone, the sea is lemon blue, cafe's swell with rain, I’m feeling nothing new, here in my bones, but know there’s a way, to take control, something in my mood, that doesn’t laugh and say, I want another you, brilliant pheromones, whisper your name, my waters hold firm, I'm moving OK ?

Caitlyn

A cold wind blows, it stokes a fear, suddenly in the shining snow, pearl doves arch above, nothing else comes near, their blazing breasts of love, shimmer on my work clothes, my smile is not dear, here are no antipodes, singing along my weather front, even if I take a beer, fly to those who give, their visions blown, I need no leers, a lifetime left to moan, I have the will to shove, that barrel of heartless cheer, into this marshmallow, I do design you know, love these killer years, a woman from stern to bow, let me make it clear.

Jacky

Why is it always you, that makes it seem, every day brings good news, not meant to live alone, lucky I don't know unease, especially in my café 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 I need a tissue, now is just our history, one golden avenue, even on the days you moan, you're always easy, forget those blue notes, laugh the way you do, it's never just your solace, nothing frightens you, you make me believe.

Martha

Nothing’s left to stake, sing any song you choose, seek eternal escape, say like on a throne, he won't be wanting you, tell him you're not alone, reason says too late, to heal the broken dues, like a brigand seeks escape, you'll find a rolling stone, make all of life a tune, don't worry if you'll cope, find some tide or sail, any sea will do, another lover surely waits, a knife to the throat, sail across the blue, what is left to hold, except yours anyway, be captain of the purview, Oranges and the Spanish Main, your greatest muse.