Poetry Blogs (2013, love poem)
Deep. Deep in thelemic thought, her
words spill sour, salted by a power
that cowers and spits, shoaling rocks
into desolate fetch, coveting a polyandry.
Exiled. Exiled she lies, and lies. Coursed
and cobbled. Smooth blissful pebbles
that awake wrecked memories, and hopes
of calm oceans being neither here or there.
Caught. Caught in a squall ‘twix...
Saturday 26th October 2013 1:46 pm
lying in my arms
of bittersweet blossom
transient beauty as it falls
melting into the ground
and you’re gone
© Katypoetess 2013
Saturday 28th September 2013 7:57 am
Maybe - it was just sex and poetry passing through your modus operandi.
I am no Rossetti, Dickenson or Plath. My heart hung in front of my heroines.
Emotions could rival, but words brew clumsy and fall cumbersome at their feet.
Ink spurts and spills from between my legs, puddling and muddying an
indiscression from the master’s muse. Brooding time in surburban solicit...
Saturday 14th September 2013 7:52 am
If I had that chance, I would keep giving you The best.
Love making - hot tea served so dutifully, as I gently
steam each dream to wake you. Morning Molton Brown bath
with warm Christy towel to wrap around fervid hips after
I wash and caress every complex that doesn’t need cleansing.
When meeting your neuroses, I would heed the grumbles
chuntering a nonsense, that...
Saturday 7th September 2013 10:11 am
Moon beckons a beacon for the night demon’s path. Comfort strewn by creaks
of cooling corners in the bedroom. Dutiful goodnight kisses obligate a renewed
commitment to freshly etched, stone set commandments of the marriage rite.
Left alone, he clicks familiar websites, browsing history carefully kept out of sight.
Easing tension transiently until eyes hit on a caress of a photo...
Saturday 24th August 2013 7:57 am
The boy’s blue eyes shone
Tried so hard to be good
Tall frame was troubled
So easily misunderstood
But something happened
A long time ago
That split his heart
And darkened his soul
He had to feel needed
Wanted and secure
To cover the emptiness
And risk of wanting more
He worked and toiled
To fill the vacuum inside
Saturday 17th August 2013 8:05 am
One sunny morn
A white shadow
On patio door
Since that night
No cry heard
Death knoll subdued
Prey is disturbed
Prophecy or protection
Wisdom or inflection
Your powder down
I cannot clean
A haunting call through the valleys of resentment
Forgive – forgive - forgive
© Katypoetess 2013
Saturday 10th August 2013 8:25 am
Flatlined. Red admiral turned cabbage white.
Our bed, once pale open casket creaks a chrysalis,
a steadfast metamorphosis of our gothic love story.
Set apart by vengeful spouses, hindwings skinned.
Living in separate houses, just over ten miles apart.
Beyond the ending in damask suburban banality
the vampire’s parable of a lover’s return fleets transient
Saturday 27th July 2013 11:23 am
I sweat, I shriek, I write
Worried faces can only wait
I tear, I bleed severely
begging for epidural of hate
I can’t get you out of me
But I must or I will die
My back arches upwards
My legs spread open wide
Final push, truth and lies collide
I exorcise what you decimate
Sodden, panting, I look down
to see what you did create
Saturday 13th July 2013 7:44 am
Saturday 6th July 2013 8:04 am
Sanctuary turned cemetery
On late November afternoon
Your kindred spirit rises as I pace forwards
I giggle as you grumble
About mud on your boots
No tea to takeaway from the café today
I avert all others eyes
Was it through here,
Or a little further perhaps?
The birds scatter in welcome as I arrive
Without our blanket to break my fall
Saturday 18th May 2013 9:47 pm
It would never have worked
How could you?
You would never have been happy
How could you?
Look how he treated you
Look how she behaved
You were never right for each other
How could you?
Tighter, tie me tighter and take me
you naughty girl, cum on me - now
Saturday 4th May 2013 8:27 am
Tugging the stockings out the drawer
Clasp up clips, leave suit on the floor
Zip up my boots, apply more mascara
Anticipate nervously the oncoming drama
Start the engine on cold autumn night
You wanted me there, and I cannot fight
Tired, unsure, aware of the time
Knowing your impatience, I blur the white line
Bright lights feed confidence, feeling unf...
Sunday 28th April 2013 10:33 am
The torch has turned, flame extinguished.
Roses and lilies, once love’s bouquet,
now wilted wreath. I wear the silver locket
tarnished to jet in anger. I rage, snip and shave
the hair you nestled in, that you forbade me to trim
Against all fashionable whim. I relish the pain
knowing fresh ink on skin will repel you.
Cuckolded by your wife, I curl c...
Sunday 21st April 2013 10:08 am
On that side of the bed
And putting things back again
The bathroom isn’t done
The garage isn’t cleared
I hope his car fits in
Big lack of wardrobe space
He has got so many clothes
Where would they go?
It’s his wedding anniversary next month
So what kind of new madness is this?
Sunday 24th March 2013 9:27 am
Without having sought you,
love turned into skin and dwelt among us,
you and I,
just one world
I see you with my soul,
you give me warmth, your hands assure me,
your words come to me
and gifted me with a new life
Nothing was spared!
I know that you love me and from so much love,
we’ll continue to live for our love,
because our ...
Friday 22nd March 2013 12:02 am
When the yearning comes, full of fantasies,
I look under my sheets for you
in the chiaroscuro in the morning
A red rose burns in my belly
my five senses feel the scourge of a feverish passion
you bloom in my thoughts
Addicted to you, I encourage myself to believe
that you also desire me
and the storm rolls over my skin,
soaking me from my so...
Thursday 21st March 2013 11:59 pm
“I love this bed” you sigh. Half clambering, half enticing.
Socks fly chaotically towards carefully folded suit trousers
on the stair banister outside our door. Seductively deluded
domestic comfort. We mock the coupling joggers sweating and panting.
Beating the towpath in desperate lust for a BMI of whatever. We know
a much better way to keep the pounds off by keeping poundi...
Sunday 10th March 2013 10:28 am
Where are we now
Back to square one
Thrown to the beginning
Or have we moved on?
As the season changes
The cycle does reap
An autumnal harvest
That tastes just as sweet
There’s no place like home
Unearthed and unearthly
insecurity and fear still roam
Driven, dark and dirty
Trying to live the dream
Fucking, fighting and broken...
Sunday 3rd March 2013 8:20 am
“Remember these times.” Urging me earnestly
whilst you nuzzle my hair down there. I dizzy and delight
at your glasses still on. A wicked glint behind
magnified - tantalizes. I draw breathe, thighs tense.
I protest “No, no, you can’t do that it’s the wrong time of….”
You can. You will. You do. Body squirming, eyes wide,
I clutch the duvet, horrified. Yo...
Sunday 24th February 2013 10:27 am
Looking up while you were fucking me, I tried to grab a falling leaf.
But I missed; I couldn’t quite reach the wish that fluttered in the breeze.
Branches gather, cross and weave our worn anxious self-discoveries
swaying unable to still uncertainty. We circumscribe this Eden as reality.
When I promised forever did you feel time stop?
A treetop to trick and ...
Sunday 17th February 2013 8:04 am
Early impatience to your inevitable lateness
Love's fresh aroma makes my heart beat
Awaiting half Irish steampunk entrance
Mixed black and bitter - dusted vanilla sweet
Crowd well scanned for anyone we know
Cappuccino obediently essenced to your liking
Before sitting with me in comfort, and on show
We box witty as hares – tease, half chastising
Sunday 10th February 2013 7:56 am
I arrive. Quickly turning bedroom from Rome into Alexandria.
Skin up, pop a cork to dilute our blood with Bollinger.
Determined to mix up a confidence to conquer,
goddess summoning up a strip tease of your morality.
“The triple pillar of the world transformed into a strumpet's fool.”*
Coiling concubine - arabesque around your thighs to
Sunday 3rd February 2013 8:24 am
For two days and two nights we architect a megalomania
in defiance. Disguised in stray abandon amongst oblivious streets.
Scavenging on Oxford Street you buy skinny black jeans and converse.
Just like mine. We shamelessly crawl sex shops for new toys
and sully Soho square’s benches with marijuana smoke.
You recite poetry loudly, off the cuff of your duffle coat,
Sunday 27th January 2013 8:17 am
She has no beauty in face or form
Weighting the lightest heart
She deafens our spirits with silence
Filling the emptiness when we’re apart
She breaks the distant grey waves
Swelling pregnant with our loss
She destroys well intended footsteps
Muddying our paths that cross
She banishes happiness out of sight
Turning the natural to feel so wrong
Sunday 20th January 2013 9:43 am
I swear to you
a question in a text
a reply that fired a gun
fate’s bullet aimed straight
shattered my heart
another’s life saved.
If I had said yes
instead of no
would I still be alone now -
Martyrdom – with a reward to come?
Or stupidity – my life coming undone?
Sunday 13th January 2013 8:28 am