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Cassie Hughes Poem
Sharp and accusing they lie
entangled in pale blue strands
of abandoned creation.
Stitches knitted and purled
into half finished shape.
Dropped and forgotten in the
fevered panic of blood and blue lights
that carried you away.
Still life of wool and needles,
Caught in a moment,
to remain forever,
Unfinished
Copyright © Cassie Hughes | Year Posted 2022
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Cassie Hughes Poem
Silence covers all with bold embrace
Her hands and fingers dance with lissom grace
At mesmerising patterns flowing sport
Tumult begins to fade from conscious thought
Bringing a taste of peaceful solitude
That often in our hectic lives eludes
Although the world of noise goes unperceived
The loss has never given cause for grief
With joyful heart embracing life to full
All other senses deafness over-rule
Copyright © Cassie Hughes | Year Posted 2022
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Cassie Hughes Poem
In once green fields the larks no longer sing,
Nor rise the owls to meet the waxing moon,
For here amongst the mud no living thing,
Is left to tell the horror men have known.
A place now scarred and blighted for all time,
Stands haunted by what never should have been,
This testament to human, bloody crime
Stands silent witness to a world of sin
No life,
No love,
No beauty left,
No balm against the hurt.
In once green fields now dark and dead,
Where men have done their worst.
Copyright © Cassie Hughes | Year Posted 2024
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Spring brings growth anew
and colour floods back into
natures faded cheeks.
Buds begin to show
on dormant twigs that
seemed bereft of life.
Promises come peeking
through the barren
earth once more.
And in the air
the birds begin their
lively dance of love.
Renewal
Revival
A time of year
we can begin again.
Rebirth
Repair
Within this season
hang all natures dreams.
Spring brings growth anew
and with its breath
gives life to natures gifts.
Within its warm embrace
the world becomes a colourful
and greater place.
Copyright © Cassie Hughes | Year Posted 2024
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Cassie Hughes Poem
Don’t look for me up in the stars
Or mourn beside my grave
These places bear no home for me
Now from this life I’m saved
My ruined body shall decay
Within this earth so sweet
For natures fine reward will be
My final loving gift
I ask that you forget my name
Don’t speak of me at all
For in that silence I can rest
From world’s intrusive thrall
The unrelenting press of life
And obligations bound
Will fall away to leave me free
Untethered from this ground
Write a poem for contest Nighttime painting - David
Copyright © Cassie Hughes | Year Posted 2024
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