Sunday, 7 September 2025
Kaylee
You laugh on the avenue,
but it’s not the heat,
deserts delight you,
you’d say that fools,
always miss the beat,
when looking at ruins,
you grow in certitude,
like an oasis green,
before the sun and wind,
you'll sail again soon,
like the falling leaves,
when autumn is due,
poverty yellow and blue,
destroys wilder dreams,
brings no solace to you,
inside you hum a tune,
turn your head serene,
will capture other routes,
spirit rise from deep .
Saturday, 6 September 2025
Jane
light swingS towards me,
along the evening beach, .
sardine boats bob at sea,
at the raging hotel bar,
I hear rain and keen,
drum on the duck boards,
we drink unhappily,
you bring a pot of tea,
absurd false pleasantry,
don't try to condone,
another hateful breach,
to note we are alone,
I want to somehow feel,
but this opacty,
splits like lightning,
cuts me to the bone,
tightens new dungarees,
no one's coming home,
only stairs to creep.
Indie
All these other issues,
deny her earthly needs,
makes me reach for tissues,
they hang like skeletons,
with lip sticky greed,
as if she's in a peloton,
standing by the fixtures,
you say just let it be,
love’s to teach my sister,
not particularly elegant,
her frugal solidarity,
breaks any monetary sustance,
a manifest delicious,
she serves its plain creed,
the men kept at distance,
salty tears seem relevant ,
her eyes gaze out to sea,
a sole ring of psychophants,
lie scattered at her feet.
Thursday, 4 September 2025
Helena
Can your love ring,
eyes dance like fireflies,
in the way you sing,
look around our home,
explore all you like,
why dust settles alone,
say thats a good thing,
it's never a sure sign,
to say how you think,
Sundays on the roam
last of summer's wine,
remember all the gone,
love more than anything,
skips in the tide,
doesn't ask for blessing,
resting on our bones,
a thousand buttered nights,
make the waves roll,
our plans side by side.
Wednesday, 3 September 2025
Ginny
The security of hope,
stretches different ways,
think I’ll always cope,
will go home soon,
in a sun that flays,
pockmarked yellow stones,
down the Boston slopes,
I can see kids play,
jumping harbour ropes,
the cool evening dew,
is when my debts are paid,
nothing surprised or smooth,
do my folks know,
think I'm down on holiday,
indifferent stars unfold,
night clouds race the moon,
hear my songs of praise,
ride out like a schooner,
take me faraway.
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Tuesday, 2 September 2025
Fara
What's wrong with dreaming,
let horizons increase,
our love of the sea,
like luck or a number,
it brightens our features,
when other stuff stumbles,
time for us to seize,
we don't need a reason,
set our green evenings,
note in our slumbers,
a desire to believe,
get rid of the bummers,
life is a tease,
so lets get ourselves free,
rest at our ease,
Oceans are not encumbered,
why should we be,
look at them and wonder,
what about me ?
Monday, 1 September 2025
Emily
Who will tend our bones,
listening to the rain,
does a river run alone,
let songs and poems ring,
through suburban stations,
we don't owe a thing,
herring gulls that soar,
see them all again,
when we climb aboard,
their cry a broken thing,
as the seasons change,
train lines track the sea,
swore we’d never blow,
just to change our ways,
but always time you know,
to struggle with everything,
we'll always find a way,
drain all our softenings,
keep us on the rails.
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