Monica

Please don't make a fuss, I carry yellow lists, order is my must, it’s useless to purge, or rail against my fits, you can’t fight a dramaturge, the effect of yellow musk, are you prepared for this, you want the peace of dusk, simply do what I urge, or go and find a ship, a painted freight or dredger, you are on my cusp, knowledge never comes in bits, only ask the dust, if you feel the urge, ride the middle distance, don’t flail me stupid, or try to go for bust, in this house of whispers, I’m not a one to trust, If you seek my lips.

Leanne

In days of winter fire, night rides black and cold, stars come out like ice, a love of dreaming, even at home, beams across eternity, no matter what the desire, someone’s here to hold, who never lies, but love is not for scheming, on smart ‘phones, they don’t give us memory, won’t replace the tides, tell us we're not alone, no matter who conspires, in these yellow evenings, I’m already toned, a name for every bearing, written on a stone.

Leanne

In days of winter fire, night rides black and cold, stars come out like ice, the love of dreaming, even at home, beams across eternity, no matter what the desire, someone’s here to hold, who never lies, but love is not for scheming, om smart ‘phones, they don’t give us memory, won’t replace the tides, tell us we're not alone, no matter who conspires, in these yellow evenings, I’m already toned a name for every gleaning, written on a stone.

Kathy

Who do you want to suffer more, me or your blessed lover, outside the Cafe' Du Bourse, it’s a perfect sunny evening, kids looked after by my mother, love’s not done by weeping, all your little more’s, a life between the covers, needs an open door, if you think you’re cheating, or wiser than the others, you’d better start keeping, watch on blue dance floors, cocktail dresses smother, the time just before, moonlight keeps me drinking, the softest smells of summer, you are somewhere sleeping, who will close the shutters?

Janine

Here's something for you, whoever thinks who’s first, all your things to do, you’re not long enough born, to rage against thirst, when emotion’s get torn, the sea is still blue, it’s a time for mirth, they haven’t got a clue, by clouds or by storm, your path is well versed, to know where you're going, try this point of view, don’t drive away terse, or bow to their moods, give this a roadshow, balloons only burst, make yourself glow, jump in the air.

Irene

The stars shine and play, my lover slowly fades, love’s gone down again, doesn't bother/upset my happy tone, no walls are limpid/liquid grey, my head sings alone , hands don’t have a shake, it’s difficult on the phone, when another’s voice breaks, the kids have grasped the bone, unconcerned within their ways, furious now he’s gone, the moon is on the make, the seasons roll into shade, but I’m happy to remain, they play their school trombones, ask was he always a flake, they wonder if I’ll cope, I say just great.

Gina

Want six children and dogs, just stay where you are, by a warm blazing log, but help me realise, what's going on, if it’s someone else's dream, because when I stop, by the river Alt, I’ll pee in your font, what does she believe, pictures bear a lonely scar, for all her needs, dancing’s all I’ve got, everywhere gone flat, under your iron foot, roses scatter their seed, give me what she can’t, but no more freezes, beneath a fallen star.