Greta

Who will tend our bones, listening to the rain, does a river run alone, let our song ring, on suburban trains, birds we hear sing, herring gulls that soar, we maybe see again, hear their eerie moans, their cry a broken thing, these September days, driving before the sea, swore we’d never go, just to count our gains, birds already know, struggling with everything, they always find a way, drain summer’s softening, before autumn stays .

Frederica

What's wrong with dreaming, let horizons redeem, your love of the sea, like luck or a number, brightens your features, when other stuff crumbles, time for you to seize, don't wait for a reason, one fine green evening, see it in your slumbers, splash out and believe have a little fun, life is always a tease, so help yourself get free, forget moments of panic, water is not encumbered, it embraces everything, look at it and wonder, waves surround your feet.

Freya

The security of hope, stretches out in lovely ways, I know I’ll always cope, I'll go home soon, in a sun that slays, all the pockmarked yellow stone, down the New York slopes, I can feel its rays, splice Brooklyn ropes. the cool evening due, is when debt are paid, no one's surprised or snoops, do my parents know, how I pray, indifferent stars unfold, clouds chase like schooners, burdened with quotas of praise I’m not made to atone, to wonder at my gains.

Eva

Can you love me, your eyes like fireflies, in the way you sing, look at me, I whisper, they dance like satyrs, say what you think, make me believe, like two summers gone by, this Sunday by the sea, two lives by the river, a thousand nights, when you quivered, dancing on the beach, exploring all you like, laughing at my creed, will you want to live, here and wonder why, this side of the Ocean, our poles side by side ?

Elsa

All these constant issues, that deny your needs, raise other issues, they hang like skeletons, with lip sticky greed, ride out in a peloton, standing by the beach, you say let me be, love’s just out of reach, not particularly elegant, our frugal solidarity, but money starts its dance, a manifest delicious, waltzing to its earthly creed, between shore and distance, salty tears continue , your eyes gaze out to sea, a pocket full of tissues, lay scattered at your feet.

Ella

The light swinging at Faro, green evening stripes the beach, smell of sardines from boats, at the raging kitchen, I smell rain and sea, warm against the beam ends, while you eat alone , I bring you tea, filled with words of stone, don't try to insist, another happier reach, I don't fit in , she wants to dance and sing, but her opacity, splits me like lightning, cuts me to the bone, above my frayed dungarees, birds from Africa fly home, will she ever see ?

Delilah

You laugh like Camus, but it’s not the heat, deserts delight you, you’d say that fools, always miss the beat, when looking at ruins, you are like an almond, brown and seventeen, before the sun and wind, will you sail away, like their leaves, when autumn scrapes, over poverty yellow and grey, hurt dreams, Spring returns on hot days, inside you hum a tune, turn your head serene, ignore the blues, your spirit runs deep.