Katy Lue


Katy Lue Poems

1. Do I Really Know You? 1/19/2012
2. There Are People Around Me 1/20/2012
3. Silence 1/20/2012
4. Ripples 1/20/2012
5. Flashlights Probing 1/21/2012
6. So Very Human 1/21/2012
7. Do I Have To Go? 1/21/2012
8. There The Day Goes 1/26/2012
9. The Moon Swallows 1/26/2012
10. Sweet Tangerine 1/26/2012
11. Clouds Pile Atop The North Star 1/26/2012
12. No Light Tonight 2/21/2012
13. Hallway 2/21/2012
14. Night Consumes 3/1/2012
15. I Fear Not Yet 3/1/2012
16. I Cry 3/1/2012
17. I Remember 5/5/2012
18. I Say 'Yes' 5/16/2012
19. Where Am I? 5/16/2012
20. Hate The Lying 5/16/2012
21. Harder And Harder 5/17/2012
22. Long Lost Life 5/17/2012
23. Too Early 5/17/2012
24. Point Of No Return 5/17/2012
25. Decreasing Time Left 5/17/2012
26. She Isn'T Me 6/1/2012
27. Even Though 6/1/2012
28. Running Away 6/1/2012
29. So Long We Pretend 6/4/2012
30. Doomed 6/4/2012
31. Really The One 6/8/2012
32. Games You Played With My Heart 6/8/2012
33. It Hurts 6/8/2012
34. Our Ending Love 6/8/2012
35. Get Over It 6/8/2012
36. Wanting You 6/9/2012
37. I Won'T Let Go 3/26/2012
38. Lost In The World 3/26/2012
39. My Night That Comforts Me 3/26/2012
40. An Angry Bird With Angry Wings 4/23/2012
Best Poem of Katy Lue

Summer Days

The air is alive on a summer day
it compliments the sweet aroma that weaves within,
The air is humid on a summer day,
it sticks to the world in such a way that the wind must shake it off,
The air sings on a summer day
it rises and falls with the melody's sway,
The air is love on a summer day
it watches the lovers enjoying the weather and wonders itslef 'What could be better? '
The air surrounds on a summer day
it surrounds all and loves all and is the foundation to such a sweet summer day

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Shiny Swing Set

Mirrors of our laughing faces,
Collections of the love,
Connect the eyes of thinking back
And seep through all the above,
The now rusty sharp swing set
Is preserved to marvel in it’s day
Watches the photographer stare through the glass
And the decor of the elaborate frame,
The water’s white caps shrieking,

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