Once the wind - Shake Keane

Once the wind said to the sea 

"I am sad."

And the sea said "Why?"

Angel horn - Shake Keane

When I was bom

my father gave to me

an angelhom

With wings of melody.

That angel placed her lips

upon my finger-tips

and I became, became

her secret name.

Malaise: Un-Sonnet - Debra Providence

My work stinks.

It reeks, actually, of failure intermingled with

putrid pretensions of deeper knowledge.

While walking up Back Street - Debra Providence

While walking up Back Street

in green tank, yellow mesh T-shirt

and loose blue jeans

a copper hails me from

the other side of the street,

Must Never Be In Vain - Dillon Ollivierre

When your voice 

And your choice 

Is being undermined 

By men with no spine 

Then you know, it’s time to rise up

No longer can you be laid back, no longer can you simply look on

The sacrifices our ancestors made 

The blood, the sweat and tears 

Must never be in vain

Flight of the Firstborn - Peggy Carr

He streaks past his sixteenth year,
small island life stretched tight
across his shoulders