Jane

The wind holds its breath, it caresses our ship, we want to dance instead, in downtown clubs, with bad drunks hard hips, who can’t feign enough, those gloomy inward men, whose creative quips, make us sorry for them, they crawl like bugs, desire our lips, don’t care how we tut, we say what the hell, go take a pill, dab perfume erase the spell, this ship will fly with us, we know our maritime drill, when to unfurl or trim, always keep a steady grip.

Inez

My time goes by unseen, afraid of kids, family, my bones, you closed off my dreams, which face did you use, outside the stables or by the lawn, when you struck and threw, those weekend scenes, if anyone hears my groans, the roar of silent streams, you pick a time you knew, raise your scare brained tones, discard everything true, morning chit chat, is too extreme, survey my jewels and clothes, breakfast on Baileys with Cream, this ring side is a lighted fuse, it’s why I say go home, sing your own life's blues, it’s all written down.

Hadley

She regards a dawning sea, each dance is a trip, and wonders about her feet, if she feels love, not knowing what to give, still needs to keep strong, bars fuel her sole conceit, every song shakes her hips, sunrise greets the Atlantic, brown wood yards, their blond hearts stripped, stand closely by the docks, when morning turns green, she dresses and skips, to the heaven on 8th Street, says a prayer up above, wishes on communion lips, that maybe a turtle dove, might bring her a kiss ?

Greca

Who will clap you now. make you drink more drink, show you where’s no shadow, your eyes beat like fireflies, they dance on the brink, this hot Sunday in July, the rocking of the boat, sunlight swathes the links, how far will it take you, ship's sails unfurl and glide, your golden skin and trinkets, who has never been wise, but your friend sits alone, what is he thinking, his laughter comes hollow, perhaps your new side, will make him think, an Aria to the sky, kiss your face pink ?

Gaia

Could you love me, demand we save this earth, the way it used to be, look at me, I whisper, do you think I’m scared, whatever the resistance, a few drinks, a glossy evening, would you care, the thousand nights we believed, you’re no one's tipster, you tipple and declare, becoming a regular hipster, expecting a scene, your eyes get flared, when I ask for your dreams, was it that church chorister, who sang the world turns, why don’t you listen, you might hear it burn.

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 ?