Poetry Blogs (May 2012, Love)
Written coming into Stourbridge Junction 29th May 2012
Passengers must not cross the line
An epitaph for a lingering death of times occasionally sublime,
Travellers lovers and would be friends
Attempting to wander over fertile ground
Once so profound
Passengers must not cross the line.
By car, by train, by plain, by boat, adventurers in love.
Wednesday 30th May 2012 9:50 pm
Remember these times
He urged me earnestly
Does he know that
I lived a dream in one afternoon?
Everything I ever desired
And hoped for came together
In one climatic peace
The empty bottles stand proud
Brimming with translucent love
Wisps of heavenly smoke
dance and tease the air
that surrounds us
Unable to write
Thursday 24th May 2012 7:36 pm
On this day you left.
The Earth could no longer handle your grace, for this world can be an ugly place.
We couldn't handle your departure by ourselves. You showed us that we still have each other and that family is more than we were allowing it to be. Some of us will recoil and shrink. We look at them and we think about growth, our own extra terrestrial face as universal...
Monday 21st May 2012 4:56 pm
If only I could capture
the essence of you
Changeable and variable
bitter and sweet
your love's fresh aroma
makes my heart beat
and if I peer down
I can see through
the froth on top
extra hot, extra wet, extra shot
and there you are
all wonderfully mixed up
within my coffee cup
Sunday 20th May 2012 9:15 am
So...What is it today ?
Will you accept me or reject me?
Nobody truly wants me for the form of existence that I am
I know I am not perfect
I have feelings
How does one live without these things?
Is it wrong for me to want what I cannot have?
I am only human
I am probably so human that I allow my own vulnerabilities transform me into an abomination...
Sunday 20th May 2012 4:11 am
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
I fly through the mountain valley chasing my own shadow
at five hundred miles an hour, on a knife edge
turn I fly around a rock outcrop, g-force crushing me down.
A feeling of being alive lasts forever as time stands still
in a microsecond, for I am on a wing and a prayer,
flying for freedom in a stolen fighter plane.
I have no guns or missiles to...
Friday 11th May 2012 6:29 pm
Do you realise what will be will always be
And do you realise what will never be the same
And do you realise what we were put here for
For some to give the glory
And others give the pain
I once had a friend
But I wanted more than friendship
Wanted more than he could give
I once had a love
though I wanted more than loving
Wanted more than just to liv...
Monday 7th May 2012 8:10 pm