Ginny

All this constant preach, that decries our deeds, raises a sucker leach, it hangs like a skeleton, with lip sticky greed, letters are forgotten, standing by the beach, you say all will be, love’s far out of reach, not particularly elegant, our guilty solidarity, have to dance delicate, see a pocket that leaks, lies open at your feet, reminds me of your means, what manifest delicious, waltzes to earthly needs, on sandy near distance, salty tears run free.

Ully

Dancers are ill at ease, with spiritual gain, upsets their body release, with boys, girls and women, I feel their curious gaze, am sweating like an oven, Our Lady holds the beam, on cold lit Sundays, hard to shape the dream, my life feels all worn, lost within youthful days, the ballerina's I adore, will let myself seem, so cheery in my praise, their great attempts to be, on trips along the shore , I won't wear grey, is it shame to want more, what love forever stays ?

Tara

Do you still love me, eyes dance like fireflies, no matter what you sing, look at the sea I blink, where waves roll in line, just say what you think, it's all a great conceit, two bottles gone by, lurching to the estuary, this part of the river, gave our thousand nights, are you still a believer, dancing on the beach, exploring all the while, drink is our eternity, say you want to live, and not face the sky, is it near the rocks, where we collide ?

Sadie

Your screams leave a trace, patterns on an island tree, transgress blue pathways, they add to a ship's bow, a pirate roving sea, I'll separate your bones, on the swollen straits, I kick out my heels, furious at my cluttered days, can you feel my scorn, stretch out to your dreams, will you cry to atone, before a mass one Sunday, bread, wine celebratory, torn netting wood and spray, your tawdry little moans, ride the breeze before me, your keelhauling my homily, to a broken reed. .

Rae

What keeps you brave, a crescent moon at summer, nails that fit a gate, an arc of scurried waves, escaping from your lover, do they know your game, your flight to the break, in a season of trouble maps of distant heartache, you take a morning train, avoid late nite clubbers, please don’t push me away, when sprits come awake, it's no guarantee of cover, find a proper place. you sing of hoisting sail, is that more blubber, join with my embrace, maybe stop you running..

Quincey

My safety and hope, stretches lovely ways, how I’ll always cope, maybe will go home soon, in a sun that's flays, anyone's lonesome blues, on City's gentle slopes, feel it bounce and sway, splice the brownstone, when evening's are due, debts get paid, the avenue plays tunes, wonder my parents know, how hard I pray, different tales unfold, kids furl like schooners, everyone needs praise, we are never losers, to celebrate the day.

Paula

I hate the dull why, the pleadings for ease, in sought after light, it's why am stirring, making chocolate madima, my voice slurring, a drink of the wine, play tunes of the season, God knows I'll be fine, might boil the kettle, an afternoon's reason, marks the day's bearing, who cares about time, to spend in this prison, like christening a child, the kids will be sharing, regular as the heating, another lilac evening, their faces chime, beneath a moon’s steeple, no one thinks to deny, Mama's love leanings.