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Wedding Day

Stood alone
grounded by grey rock
papoosed tight in your arms
an altar before the Atlantic
commanding, tumulus ocean
serves as our priest

 

Two shells
brought from sandy shelter
where we consummated our love
gives us two rings to keep
fraught, fragile commitment
regardless of reality

 

You whisper
echoed by breaking wave
“Just you and me against the world...

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The Cottage

Completely captive, liberated and free

Thick damp walls are constraining me

Shrouding, chilling my pale virgin skin

I kneel at the hearth’s grey altar within

black blood of ghosts run down set stone

Displaying anger against intrusion below

As one of them passes by from the past

“Do you like living with me?” you ask

 

Simple domesticity lies softly at hand

...

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Crossing

 

Paralysed, struck flat on my back
Irish sea sprays up a malady
leaches through impervious skin
And drifts my reliant apathy

 

Slow boat rocks, judders beneath
Bearing to shadowed grey land
Clouds reach down tentatively
Brushing the back of my hand

 

Far away, two children mourn
Loss of a mother who slips
Away with waves to another love
Another time, where...

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Reality Check

Amongst the crowd
She never noticed me
Not one glance
But she was all I could see

 

It seemed unreal
Not quite right
That she was there
She’s your wife

 

My dreams crushed
My heart torn
I slip away
Irrelevant and small

 

Amongst the crowd
She never noticed me
Not one glance
But she was all I could see

 

© Katypoetess 2012

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Crossroads - my National Poetry Day piece

I feel like I'm at a crossroads,

a path I do not know.

The future's looking complex as a vortex

as I continue to grow.

 

Do I wait in frantic futility

brazenly biting my lip and learning humility?

 

I see you stuck in Stockholm

waiting for the day that you finally come home.

 

Destined for greatness

yet thwarted by gravity and quicksand

...

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