The Cottage II

by Katy Megan

Saturday 17th August 2013 8:36 am (first posted Sunday 3rd March 2013 8:20 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

Love’s decay amongst the lust

Our secret remains unspoken

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Comments

Nigel Astell

Tue 5th Mar 2013 15:42

Verse one

asks a question

Verse two

you still enjoy

Verse three

asks the question with more intent

Verse four

without the dream
without the lust
without the secret
love still fucking hurts

Dave Bradley

Sun 3rd Mar 2013 08:45

A really strong, evocative poem. Weakest line, for me, is 'insecurity and fear still roam' which seems to interrupt the flow. But that's a minor point when there's much else that works so well. If this is current and personal I hope you can work it out Katy.

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