Sunday, 19 April 2026
Isla
Laughter is in her eyes,
she knows she is free,
but there's still a big why,
what separates here from home,
stuff that makes her dream,
is dancing light on water,
surrounded by farmland skies,
rails against it's certainty,
nor seeks a foolish alibi,
She knows she's not alone,
in her plans and schemes,
no one will let her down,
memory arcs to fast nights,
maps arouns men in teams,
the thrill of nervous flight,
conscious of a smiling hold,
she wants just to be,
time will make her bold,
play against the sea .
Saturday, 18 April 2026
Gianna
Tell me what was that time,
when I kneeled to pray,
sweating all the while,
did you watch me rocking,
pipe arms in the rain,
it’s not me who’s shocking,
the poets of the maritime,
say God is never strange,
there is a love inside,
my tears are unblocking,
we pay just the same,
see the birds flocking,
they fly to other climes,
ships ply ancient lanes,
twisting between lives,
does this make you shock,
my choice but to remain,
anchors weigh like clocks,
please hold my reins.
Our Cargo Party: Hadley
Our Cargo Party: Hadley: Thw ship at harbour wall, growing dark evening light, who would carry us at all, tell me, tell me why, engines turning into nig...
Our Cargo Party: Hadley
Our Cargo Party: Hadley: Thw ship at harbour wall, growing dark evening light, who would carry us at all, tell me, tell me why, engines turning into nig...
Our Cargo Party: Hadley
Our Cargo Party: Hadley: Thw ship at harbour wall, growing dark evening light, who would carry us at all, tell me, tell me why, engines turning into nig...
Our Cargo Party: Hadley
Our Cargo Party: Hadley: Thw ship at harbour wall, growing dark evening light, who would carry us at all, tell me, tell me why, engines turning into nig...
Our Cargo Party: Hadley
Our Cargo Party: Hadley: Thw ship at harbour wall, growing dark evening light, who would carry us at all, tell me, tell me why, engines turning into nig...
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