Amber: Reciting an epic ballad - The Heart in the Stone
What good is a heart that is too hard to love? What good is a living with no life inside?
Poetry
Amelia: Filling the Space between F and J - a poem about inspiration
Little black symbols paint syncopated rhythms as my fingertips pause between sentences, returning faithfully to J and F, a force of habit gained from long practice.
Pearl: I Looked for You - a love poem
In the woods,
by the lake,
on the streets, I looked for you.
Eliza: Oracle - a poem about time
Dreams are our futures
sharing with our pasts,
and we their interpreters,
frustrating the first
and misunderstanding the latter.
We rewrite our pasts
every time
Barry: The Ghost of Tomorrow
You’ll be pulled in the wake of the truth future brings, where the ghost of reality waits in the wings.