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What is love?
What is love?
Fills the emptiness
Breaks the wave
Turns the head
Twists the fate
Destroys the expected
Shapes the form
Spoils the beauty
A silent call
Rouses the sleeping
Leadens the heart
Haunts my spirit
When we are apart
© Katy Hughes 2012
Sunday 29th April 2012 2:30 pm
The Oak Tree
The Oak Tree
Looking up
while you lay on me
I tried to grab
a falling leaf
but I missed
I couldn’t quite reach
the wish that fluttered past
in the breeze
When I promised forever did you feel time stop?
weaving and crossing
memories gently sway
between the branches
until you spoke
we will make it ours
this...
Sunday 29th April 2012 2:27 pm
Secret
Secret
Me:
The moon lies beautiful
half veiled behind the clouds
it dares not shine as a whole
muted in its lair
You:
The quiet forbidden love,
nestled in the shadow of tomorrow
Waits patient to be born Brittle,
but not yet broken
Both struggle for their moment in the light
© Katy Hughes 2012
Sunday 29th April 2012 2:22 pm
Hatton Locks
Hatton Locks
I tread the towpath in anticipation
The breeze cool, the sun bright.
Swirling together in hope and indecision
The grasses brush against and tease my skin
A fateful silence filled with intuition
I wait by the café, butterflies outside and within
Texts exchanged and you decide
That opportunity wins your mind
One tea, one cappuccino, man...
Sunday 29th April 2012 2:17 pm
The ending that started the beginning...
This world, another time
I was Caitlin to your Dylan
I was katymonster to your kitten
You were the dark lord to my little goth whore
Lost in the characters of our creation
We were each others exception
To the usual norms and rules behind this door
We discovered our darkest fantasies
And lived in our wildest dreams
In a chaotic chasm of love and s...
Sunday 29th April 2012 2:12 pm
Natalie. Natalie and Nick
Natalie. Natalie and Nick
I forgive you Ruth for hurting me. Now I must move on and go far away from you. I’m getting married to my warrior friend. Please don’t be mad with me. I think you’d approve and like Natalie. She loves gothic music and even has a band called Mayo, never mind her tattoos and love of flying. Like you, she speaks to me in my dreams. Unlike you, she won’t ever hur...
Saturday 28th April 2012 11:26 pm
May be it's a sin...
Maybe it's a sin
so much to love,
forget about all,
for my love to starve.
Or it's heavens gift
about you to think,
love as a sweet nectar
from your lips to drink.
I can even be
for my love a slave,
all can be with me,
but you should be save.
If our God can judge,
I will pray for you
and the words of salvage
w...
Wednesday 18th April 2012 12:42 am
A Reimagining
Sonnets are meant to be about romance
and love.
You know? All that's good.
But why should form be contained,
can one not make love to the page
in their own expression?
I can,
and will.
Imagination like a dodgems car,
wild yet bumpy.
And I guess that's what love is,
you can try to steer in the right direction
but there will always be obstacl...
Sunday 15th April 2012 6:49 pm
Beam
Beam
I am thinking of you,
Your sultry ways and promise,
Your honest approach to many
Of all our beings and your compassion
For Earth’s children
And I’m seeing things
Not recognised in past tense;
Causes, torture and
I wish ten thousand of you
For every entity made evil,
Ten thousand to ...
Saturday 14th April 2012 1:46 am
An Unconventional Marriage
Who needs paper to declare what your heart can?
Who needs a ring in place of a loving hand?
Who needs the approval of government or God
when two consenting adults hold the key to true salvation?
Love is the salvation that unlocks our potential,
marriage merely confines it to one form.
But if I were to ever conform,
I would do it for you.
The th...
Tuesday 3rd April 2012 9:08 pm
Struggle
I struggle to be – as I see.
Lies become truth-ingrained.
Reality branches snapped from life's tree.
I struggle to be – as I see.
How I long for us all to be free,
though in sentience I'm pained.
I struggle to be – as I see.
Lies become truth-ingrained.
Tuesday 3rd April 2012 9:06 pm
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