Thursday, 7 August 2025

Frannie

She says a dawn novena, worries about her feet, wonders who will see her, love is a trap door, knows what secrets to keep, hangs around the floor, every tune's a trigger, s golden shuffle conceit, hard times for soul singers, hope rises at the shore, but when night turn green she tends to pray alone, is God having a snigger, to ignore her depth of need, no test is ever bigger, perhaps a communion order, even a slow retreat, tells her the score, lets her dream.

Wednesday, 6 August 2025

Emma

Will he drop me now, make me drink more drink, sit up and say wow, if i should stand here, tell what he's thinking, maqybe something's there, his eyes a surly brown, they twitch at my blink, never on their own, the best of him appears, to drain sun’s sinking, should I disappear, like a bilbous bow, groans through the clinker, he freezes my horizon, don't need eyes of deer, let alone a shrink, to see what’s clear, love's always a trick.

Tuesday, 5 August 2025

Daisy

I walk without fear, down these broken roads, mother's words hush dear, wondering what I know, whose hand do i hold, which house is my home, that photograph there, it looks so alone, find a place for it here, hand to my heart now, seems made of stone, even my head feels closed, I had no idea, in shirt and belt low, why no one comes near, it's really no joke, more than being jealous, want to nurture my soul, without bying trouble.

Monday, 4 August 2025

Ciara

How does my hardness look, white face'd curled lips, sheets we carefully unhook, time hung out to dry, bars red wine to sip, geese flap in the sky, startled by a river's look, hear the sound of ships, Nana used salt to shook, cigarette papers we roll sly, cosy pictures in the skip, dappled maritime lines, our Ma's whose lives we took, making bath house trips, while I sat there cooked, are you happy on happy signs, do we continue to live in sin, fresh linen makes me cry, eyes open adrift.

Sunday, 3 August 2025

Britney

My time goes by unspoken, afraid of family especially Da, our barns closed and broken, it doesn't take much memory, bent as a bell jar, to mark a sense of pity, depends which hand you hold, inside a smoky station bar, Poker leaves me cold, you run like a refugee, chase some foreign star, start with what's done to me, the days scatter and unfold, no one seems to care, or hear my silent roar, a crime is seen as comedy, they say buy a new car, let go and rest easy, love never travels far.

Saturday, 2 August 2025

Alice

Ask can you love me, like a runaway horse, the way it whinnies, go back to sea I whisper, heard this tale before, you think I'm bothered, I won't wear weeds, without sorrow or remorse, if you’ll return to me, in this game of trespass, I am not your whore, journeyd on a golden vesell, nows my time to speak, bellow across marble floors, only the guilty plead, who is for the cloister, you must know the score, I'm not that blister, you pierce anymore.

Friday, 1 August 2025

Zoey

If its not too late, I’ll see it through, each evening by your gate, down fallen roads, my mother states be true, but she doesn't know, how your love makes waves, within our secret venue, smells of purple grapes, I’m lucky to condone, a place to secrete virtue, don't feel cast alone, in these lands of hate, you make me swoon, trust me to say, I melt beneath your bones, the garden's lemon blue, anything to postpone, this time of trouble.