Querida

A needle truth is never easy, especially on this campaign, your cold fish knife cleaving, held towards my thighs, believe me no child’s game, a flash of blinding light, what am I supposed to feel, enduring these days, with someone who seems, constantly in flight, afraid of fight or change, a gauze filtered prism, separate from love’s delight, what makes you delay, our crossing on fevered nights, it is better to dream, face you down make it plain, pull you to your salted knees, America on your blade.

Pamela

Our ship leaves the harbour wall, in darkness and green light, who would carry us at all, tell me, tell me why, sails spread in translucent flight, you rage against their spite, a high strung hammock makes you call, when bells ring the night, we will see our own downfall, love spreads across the Bight, Africa comes within sight, its warm embrace widening, why when I kiss your sweet jaw, across the shining moonlight, you talk of useless laws, something is not quite right, rubbed petals for sweet delight, beside you our baby cries, your face a tissue of lies.

Oceana

Summer clouds her blue eyes, she knows she is free, but love is the big why, what separates from her bones, is stuff that makes her dream, the sight of water, a hero home, surrounded by impassive skies, she feels the pull of certainty, not some folded alibi, Our Lady says she’s not alone, sing yellow plans and schemes, the wind her great bellows, memory’s arc of scurried nights, a map, a bottle, all the wean, the thrill of troubled flight, conscious that she’s bold, sees the line of harvest teams, won’t do that tells herself so, she’ll sail again the sea .

Naomi

Don't leave your dreams, with those most persistent, of serious mien and demeanour, they're for those who gloam, who travel huge distances, you never felt alone, you grace our daily scenes, how different in that instant, you altered all our visions, now love a shipwrecked rover, a sight of heaven mister, a pirate of golden bones, a wayward soul who deems, you are his angel’s conductor, if security comes between, the offering of someone torn, or good men of the justice, is it children and home, no one does it for us ?

Mary

Across my vision Athens, on my sleeve a chance number, we’re silent at its shedding, those faces a sweet shining, a garrotted wonder, as if they were swimming, I whisper to myself, how the world slumbers, fallen within a spell, we shelter beneath the limes, the sea’s gentle thunder, a storm within the fire, a nation brought to this, a night time of whispers, lost in this parched wilderness, it makes our days entwine, one sun washed conundrum, the sailors are swilling wine, our City can’t go under.

Laura

Give me demon jewels, let me laugh through tears, even dance with fools, under cold white stars, golden waters bathe me clear, I can’t stand this war, my dream is for renewal, servants can spike fear, money make them drool, their smiles come from afar, aching for those peaceful years, when I soared like a lark, turn my head aside, look cool, news makes me not want to hear, what they've done is cruel, my gait lights the dark, sparklers sing at my ears, I’ll make them see the cost, they'll rue this Seer.

Kieron

This awful strumpet year, sea crashing on rocks baby, is going to be different, down to the city by train, nothing about maybe, hate long journeys in the rain, it’s only my fear, pray long distance to Our Lady, I won’t wallow in tears no need to feel ashamed, when you call me crazy, the water is my holy grail, Sparta Corinth yesteryear, I was a pirate trading, let me make it clear, assure you I’m not lazy, fill this ship with lading, bring you peace of St Saviour, I will find a way.