Othello

On the Autumn tide, I see the poor, huddled in line, it's cold for the season, sons and daughters, share one pitiful reason, on the starboard side, the missing are nought, don't need an inquiry, they shiver in the lee, the ship has left port, they’re sick of being, worry about time, being caught, in some populist drive, what it teaches, is to buttress the law, accept no guilty plea, weather the storm.

Larry

I stand by what I said, where praise be, words are better off dead, my eyes roll like thunder, wine dark like the sea, it makes me shudder, from a blue dread, stripped down like a tree, I’ve nothing more to give, here and there a cluster, poplars blow in the breeze, it doesn't pass muster, my voice has nothing left, too late for the season, geese fly overhead, her face is the wonder, happy laughing clean, that I tore asunder, it's quiet by this shed, my place of need, I’ll take here some rest, left open for me.

Maria

It’s not a love of rain, a bird on the wire, that you rage against, shuffling in the gloom, waiting by the fire, no one’s here to tell you, many come this way, pester you for hire, they ask and ask again, to do what you do, your eyes a hidden fire, that dance forever blue, an offering to be made, old cars burn out tyres, this is where you live, forever someone’s due, quench each waking desire, nothing else is true, such miracles they crave, with the tongues of liars, betrayed by flames, you tickle a wooden bier.

Tony

Conceal the bitter news, take it to my grave, I'm back from the land of guns, drunk on borrowed goods, won’t be the same again, sat in a borrowed pew, a country dance I prayed.

Tony

That’s it folks for another month am sailing to the land of guns it’s no joke, wish me luck hop I don’t croak.

Leone

You stamp the tar, never bring good news, even with your car, the tip of your tones, bears messages from a few, lovers never dine alone, they don’t cross the arc, nor makes excuses, right from the off, who needs gall stones, someone says they knew, the way things will go, now it's gone too far, lipstick, the jeans you use, has anyone a heart. splutter down the ‘phone, rage like a fallen star, laugh at this fandango, smoke a Lucky Star.

Keira

Gamble everything away, don't care what you do, you can’t subject the age, to winter's iron jaw, there is no abuse, just a shallow maw, watch ships sail away, put every tool to use, to salt away your days, everyone’s sore, sad song's ring on cue, what treasure they hoard, blow smoke rings in the rain, pull every trick as ruse, it’s all such a game, sever love with a sword, no one really hates you, why make them roar, they’re not fooled.