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Catching a falling star
There was a star that I once prayed to like me it was stuck out in space
Till one day it fell and I followed suit when I woke I remember your face
Suddenly the darkness was replaced by the spark of us and the way your lips taste
Everyday an urgency to be next to you no more time is waste
A new definition of hurt I've come to know to want someone this way
I'll never hold back when intwined in...
Tuesday 24th December 2013 6:50 pm
Music
If music be the food of love
I wish to hear more.
Louder and Louder
Rising to crescendo.
Loves orchestra, wind and strings
Timpani and bass bassoon.
Conducted by the moon
Music to accompany our duet.
Written in the stars
Lines in the milky way.
Falling from the sky
Butterfly and owl the notes.
Natural music, soft, sensual
Likened to Pans’ pipes.
Enchanting, delighting
Moving us to...
Saturday 7th December 2013 3:47 am
Waiting to Fly
A thousand miles
Flying wings tremble.
Fiery, weaving, dancing
Healed wing.
Circling no more
Destination true.
Gliding, pulsating
To my arms.
To Cyprus Isle
Waiting lovers heart.
Destiny sure
Love pure, true, yours’.
Unsure, think
Read the lines.
Here I am
Waiting, anticipating.
Sitting in terminal
Is this right?
Am I a fool, doubt natural
Love awaits, courage.
Hearts can u...
Friday 6th December 2013 2:51 am
Falling
How I tumbled into it
I do not know.
A strange, soft place
Sweet and warm.
Alone, spinning
Tumbling neither up nor down.
I see a sign, April it says
Catch the hand, be quick.
No bat nor newt or frog
Inhabit this place.
Just me, I see a light
A very small light.
A small cry
Is that the echo of me.
Listening hearing, 'It's me'
Who?
The light, the love
Tumbling closer, together.
...
Wednesday 4th December 2013 1:40 pm
Bye your Side
I forgot to send a poem
Writing to her today
I was carried away.
Forgot the poem
Not the love.
Reaching out
Spirits entwined.
Instantly transported
A thousand miles.
By your side
Watching you this morning
In my mind’s eye.
Rising gently
I turn my back.
While you bathe and dress
I smell your womanly warmth.
Involuntary shudder
You sense that I am there.
A smile rew...
Sunday 1st December 2013 3:06 am
Flowers
From the 'Wings' series
They announce the occasion
White for the virgin.
Black for death
Red for love.
Pink for a girl
Blue for a boy.
The loudest colour of all
Embarrassed cheek of girl or boy.
We have had them all
Confetti in our lives.
Throw me red rose petals
Shower me with love.
Spray me with your rainbow
Dazzle me with your spectrum.
No need for pots of gold at the en...
Saturday 30th November 2013 8:04 pm
Wings
My first poem, written in the mountains in Northern Cyprus.
With one wing he
The evening gently with her.
She did not see, but I think felt
The warm air change;
Did not see, but knew
Her wing was healing.
Guessing his hands and heart moved
Weaving the scented air.
Flying in circles
Through owl starred night.
Cannot see but feels her
Smiling, moving warm air.
Gliding on the ai...
Saturday 30th November 2013 4:12 pm
Crest
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
Love Is No FairyTale
Wednesday 9th October 2013 9:52 pm
What love is...
Wednesday 9th October 2013 9:38 pm
Don't know why but i do
Wednesday 9th October 2013 9:29 pm
Transit
Unsure, Unopposed
lying in my arms
fleeting captivity
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
Ouroborus
I
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
The Best
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
Your Father
Your father is still your father. Love him and forgive him as a young child.
The way you were in expectant, resolute delight of his arms around you.
Your father is still your father in his audacious crime of falling in love.
I, his Pygmalion’s statue, his muse, his mistress, his little goth whore,
you see me as nothing better than shit on your kitchen floor
before gathering round the ...
Saturday 31st August 2013 10:11 am
Voyeur
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
Benefit of the Doubt
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
He crea...
Saturday 17th August 2013 8:05 am
Owl Ghost
Curtains drawn
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
Matchbox
Picked you up
Turned you around
Stroked your feet
Knocked your crown
I looked inside
Took last light
Struck it hard
Flared the night
Burnt the skin
Flame lives within
Bound by Stockholm
Protected from wind
Loyal knights
Play a tune
Of ruined castles
In shallow dune
Didn’t burn away
Like it should
Fue...
Saturday 3rd August 2013 7:51 am
Instar
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
scorni...
Saturday 27th July 2013 11:23 am
One Year Apart
I imagine you mowing the lawn to atone, painting walls
covering every sin you have committed. An extra coat
over loose ends. Hammered nails in coffins of every fuck up.
New cars, holidays, gifts, attention worthy of a young peacock
lavish while the leash of trust and compensatory promises
Threatens shorter with any sign of un-toeing the line.
The gin palace closed ...
Sunday 21st July 2013 9:49 am
Rebirth
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
I g...
Saturday 13th July 2013 7:44 am
Love's Circumference
Dreaming
Waiting
Hesitating
Taking
Denying
Confessing
Taking
Hesitating
Waiting
...Saturday 6th July 2013 8:04 am
Our Berlin Wall
Your east side
Torpid
Behind the times
Poverty stricken
Oppressed and undone
My west side
Free
Moving the future
Abundant laden
Oppressed and undone
In our dreams
I run
In our memories
You run
Towards the wall
I thought I heard
You thought you heard
The other call
Checkpoint of illusion
Guns down
...Sunday 23rd June 2013 10:22 am
Talking the Walk
Everyone at work used to say
You were good at talking the talk
I did not realise this
As I was too distracted
Listening to you talking
Rather than watching you
walking
And as I walked faster
Alongside you talking
I forgot where I was going
And I fell down a hole
You did not see me or follow
But I could still hear you
talking
...Saturday 15th June 2013 7:56 am
Exit Stage Left
There’s a curious superfluity
of characters
in this play
forgetting the lines
missing the cues
wrong costume changes
a story confused.
Played out in performance
the audience hisses
the writer cringes
the curtains drop
on all of them
inside you.
© Katypoetess 2013
Saturday 8th June 2013 8:35 am
The Oak Tree IV
Not one, but two shadows cast onto the ground
The oaks stand vowed apart in pride
Beautifully synchronised
Too stubborn to reach out to touch
As the seasons pass, they spy and hide
With no eyes to watch each other
Fluttering leaves whisper between their worlds
time momentarily stops
Don’t forget….
Dream with me now, And when...
Saturday 1st June 2013 10:09 am
The Oak Tree III
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
Morning Shower
Your Katy, your Kitty courtesan. Running a disorderly house in this
goldfish bowl of hype. City hotel room, mountain topped veneered luxury.
Hearts beat dawn rhythm ridden hard and sodden in salted white sheets
while I whispered your name and the age you would die, in the dark.
We refract against light that spears our skin through the curtains.
Silk and c...
Saturday 11th May 2013 8:55 am
Voices
He’s crazy
She’s crazy
It would never have worked
How could you?
He’s possessive
She’s obsessive
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
The last night remembered and spent
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
Banished from Eden
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
Retreat
You made a commitment to me
and I believed in you.
Then you went back to your wife
like married men do.
You told her about us
unexpected, out of the blue.
Suits packed by your front door
and I waited like a fool.
All those words you said and wrote,
they were not followed through.
Now left without meaning,
how could you be so cruel?
...
Sunday 14th April 2013 9:44 am
Irish Sea
The waves carry you and I to meet
each creeps a little closer to my feet
I am waiting inside the rain for you.*
I retreat, stung by approaching tide
I turn my back and try to hide
The blistered, bitter rain that engulfs me.*
Hopelessly pulled back, my mind
succumbs to salty kisses entwined
...Sunday 7th April 2013 8:56 am
The Penultimate Battle
It’s has always been easier to slay us
With your obedient insecurities
Cheerfully devoted to poetic doom
You speculate, create and anticipate
A wheel of fortune that spins in your tomb
Lashing and flaying against happiness
You claw and spit against the lid
Of exhausted insight and recognition
Crying out against comprehension
With a scream of lies and unravell...
Sunday 31st March 2013 10:26 am
Nesting
Clearing drawers
On that side of the bed
And putting things back again
The bathroom isn’t done
Fuck.
The garage isn’t cleared
I hope his car fits in
Big lack of wardrobe space
Fuck.
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?
Ho...
Sunday 24th March 2013 9:27 am
Suspicion
Your mood swoops up and down. A zigzagged bat to my twilight
you forage on blood and nectar, then fly home again to roost.
Slowly stealing our sleep and holding our dreams apart, a deity
of doubt covets the forthcoming clamour of kitchen sink drama.
My credence that I love you with a passion she cannot match,
with a depth she cannot reach, with a strength she cannot ...
Saturday 16th March 2013 7:13 am
Equinox
“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
The Gipsy Clouds
Wednesday 6th March 2013 8:41 pm
My one day friend, Mark
To Liverpool
Wednesday 6th March 2013 8:19 pm
The Gate
By : Ali Taha Alnobani
Wednesday 6th March 2013 7:49 pm
The Cottage II
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
A little bohemia in Warwick
“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
The Oak Tree at Hatton Locks
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
Extra Hot, Extra Wet, Extra Shot
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
Anthony and Katypatra
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
nourish exo...
Sunday 3rd February 2013 8:24 am
Soho
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,
none o...
Sunday 27th January 2013 8:17 am
Grief
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
Should I tell her?
No regrets
I swear to you
not one.
Except
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 -
who knows?
Martyrdom – with a reward to come?
Or stupidity – my life coming undone?
...
Sunday 13th January 2013 8:28 am
Choice or Dilemma?
You protest, “I’ll be dead in ten years.”
It may be truth, then I refuse to lose
you now to martyrdom, duty and obligation.
In our part-time love, lived in haste
Let me show you how we can recreate
A cherished, domestic simplicity.
A life to lead, not to be led and wasted
Blood ties will refresh and renew
an understanding that’s based in truth.
Jo...
Sunday 6th January 2013 9:25 am
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