Poetry Blogs (Wedding)
An Arctic air
pushes past the cracking door
as we step out
into the newly forming night
with many friendly cheers
chasing us from the hall
The searing wind
grabs you by the ears
and your bones will know the chill
in the chalk-white light
of this moon
Snow falls slowly
first on the cliffs above the lane
then these cobbles are scribbled out
under a virgin whiteness
Sunday 1st March 2020 12:23 pm
my hat fell off one day
my head stayed on and so did my hair
heads are designed not to fall off
hats are made for heads
hats fall off
some fall off
wedding guest hats are not secure
they flatten hair styles
the wind might decide to be cruel that day
is this a risk you are willing to take?
no one wants to lose a wedding hat
no one wants hat hair
my advice if you...
Monday 1st April 2019 8:28 pm
In the pale moonglow when I awoke
somehow shadows seemed the darker
as mantling the land, that soft white cloak
of crystal shine leaves them starker
What cold mystic spell holds fast my hand
what eerie charm doth my fate seal
in darkling night whence daylight is banned
with what ice maid have I to kneel
As my eyes take in my ghost white bride
one last iced tear...
Wednesday 23rd January 2019 2:09 pm
I would stand infront of your door,
at night, letting the soaring rain pour.
I would call your name over and over again,
until you open your eyes and remember the dreams we had.
I would whisper sweet things to you,
that's exactly what I used to do.
I would make you feel beautiful,
do you remember how I used to prove it to you?
I would come back home with flowers in my hand,
God I woul...
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 12:28 am
The Rose opened its heart petal by petal
unfolding its virtues to the naked eye
You opened your heart page by page
unfolding your virtues to my soul
even sealing it with a loving kiss
on that fateful day
It was only to last seven weeks
until your gun was pointed at my head
the double barrel between my eyes
you hated the concept of equality
slavery was your ...
Saturday 14th June 2014 1:19 pm
A messy room
Two messy heads
“Will you marry me?”
He quietly said
A shadowed celebration
assured but never taken
shrouded and unknown
the beautiful unshown
© Katy Hughes 2012
Sunday 13th May 2012 9:42 am
Valens, you are esteemed worthy,
at the Via Flaminia you lay:
Valentinus offered up in faith.
Your deeds aren't known in our day.
In this life you wed young couples;
an act the Emperor would not permit.
And though your grace the monarch received,
your execution he did transmit.
Alas, with clubs and stones they came,
challenged by your fortitude great;
Monday 14th February 2011 1:01 pm