Victoria Hughes

Rookie (01/October/1984 / Widnes, Cheshire)

Victoria Hughes Poems

1. The Elusiveness Of Sleep 4/1/2006
2. Everybody 9/20/2005
3. The Blue Necklace 9/24/2005
4. To My Brother 9/25/2005
5. Cheer Up 9/25/2005
6. Life Through A Lens 9/20/2005
7. The Mad Accordionist 9/20/2005
8. No Longer A Smoker 9/24/2005
9. The Boys 9/24/2005
10. The Flowery Teacup 10/31/2005
11. The Girl With The Tangled Hair 9/20/2005
12. The Strike 9/20/2005
13. An Ode To The Lover 1/3/2007
14. January Drear 1/3/2007
15. Paper Leaves 6/29/2007
16. An Hour With Nature 9/20/2005
17. A Day Where Inspiration Lacks 9/29/2005
18. Can'T Handle The Truth 9/21/2005
19. Sweet September Showers 9/26/2005
20. I Give You All 10/31/2005
21. The Truth Of Me 12/3/2006
22. Gentle Breeze 9/20/2005
23. The Fighter Pilot 12/30/2005
24. 'Don'T Be Sad My Darling, Don'T' 2/1/2006
25. The Photograph 9/21/2005
26. Show Me Your Soul 9/23/2005
27. Losing Control 10/31/2005
28. Lazy Boy 9/21/2005
29. Self-Obsession 9/21/2005
30. Funny Romance 9/26/2005
31. I'Ll Live On 10/10/2005
32. The Old Library 9/26/2005
33. When You Love Truly 1/3/2007
34. A Change In You (And In Me Too) 9/26/2005
35. Washing 9/27/2005
36. One Night Stand 9/20/2005
37. You 9/25/2005
38. Poet Of Light 9/29/2005
39. My Religion 9/30/2005
40. True Love 3/13/2006

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Best Poem of Victoria Hughes

The Ocean

Upon the crest of a wave I see
hidden memories held within.
New ones created, from every bough
on every ship, that travels bound

for some new pasture.
Such hope and yet such loss,
is the ocean's promise.
It's force men think can be tamed.

Yet that is what the ocean
wants you to believe.
It can bite and snap,
or it can be calm and cool.

A million promises made,
and broken upon it's shores.
A billion memories made
and broken, lying on it's floors.

The ocean is natures untameable force.

(C) Victoria Elizabeth Hughes ...

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The Elusiveness Of Sleep

When i lie here all alone
Thinking of sleep
Wishing it would come upon me
Making a dream leap
Into a world less harsh
I wonder why it is so elusive.

The elusiveness of sleep
Is something that we all share,

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