Faith

You whisper your grace, down a public telephone, massage your ravaged face, the arcs of your concern, a lifetime, learning to moan, bright flames that never burn, luminous as the lace, that lightens your clothes, who knows how your heartbreaks, are you free to discern, sweet linen and eau de cologne, you know where love ends, the gifts of Saint Teresa, and other’s sacred bones, enhance light from this place, take from them and learn, never go for broke, beyond what you have earned, no star shines alone.

Elly

Don't talk to me and pause, sea shores where rivers widen, she’s our daughter, we've heard your tales, they don't make an interesting life, how you lied and railed, when you slammed the door, she writhed still kicking inside, what you said was poor, then a letter suddenly regales, from nowhere in your Paradise, Kobe, Manila’s Palisades, left as a reminder, a cork, places to cope after you sigh, sailing out from every port, from here we can see Wales, this lovely beach and sky, bottles, tar, feather your tales, is it hope you buy ?

Delilah

The cliffs are sourball blue, your smile’s a scarecrow, our ancestors refused, garrotted by your steady leap, you'll hurt us with your no, that dancing smile asleep, are you looking for the truth, take this glove and go, scrape the hand of the new, a knife wound above the sea, a young woman free to bestow, love to midnight’s serendipity, a ring of your lost fugue, by stars of August's Apollo, rage around her moon, hold her though you feel, she’ll only warm her toes, sprinkle charms around your field, other cloth to sew.

Cresta

Was it worth the fire and pain, the beam bouncing in our room, smell of salt from last night’s grain, when now the kitchen grieves, your face a relic in alternate gloom, is it solace or wreck beside me, useless as a lighthouse in shade, malted sightings or warm perfume, you bring tea on a tray, you said I was scheming, on the road you’d wave a plume, to those you did not wish to see, love you gave to rolling trains, carpet salesmen, seamen consumed, beneath the song of elation, shadows dim corners of this dream, a disco ball glows your costume, dance the way you did on Crete, let the holy Ocean bloom.

Bianca

In the yellow light of June, night is blue and flows, stars polished like jewels, no matter what we fling, the wind is fierce and bold, it knows our little dreams, what's wrong with the moon, and loving to roam, it makes our features bloom, like luck or a thing, when we’re on the ‘phone, that’s a place to sing, there’s always space for news, to tell us if we're cold, riding down this avenue, in days gone of Spring, how did you know, my name was on this ring, never a time to be alone.

Ann Marie

My bus weaves a ragged run, tied to a third interregnum, now please leave me alone, don’t pity us poor joes, life didn’t pass a magnum,, a river won’t wash our bones, anyone can pull a con, even just a simulacrum, to find one golden certitude, an even break for those, who sing to life C’mon, but don’t have fancy clothes, they call these oceans God, but dance like poorhouse bums, when they want or slump, it’s for young ones gone, such silence waves forlorn, here I am staying mum, walking down the road..

Zoey

Here's a wish for you, who do you think comes first, with all the stuff you do, wish I’d never been born, ask if you ever thirst, when summer ends forlorn, a canticle, the sea is blue, you haven’t time for mirth, to know when home is due, in a book or on the 'phone you pick a trail well versed, to know you’ll be alone, will you arrange another cruise, to make me worse, riding in your Subaru, places where all debt is gone, stars and sails converse, their reach beyond the sun, Hombre beware.