Listen.

Shhh listen to the breeze that rushes through the trees.

Hear the sound of the earth, as she giggles in mirth.

Feel the fire of passion from the flaming sun

and the diamond sprinkles from the earths mum.

Watch as the moon disappears all too soon.

See the stars that are gone, dead for so long.

Watch the bloom that does flower,

a tiny Bee has that power.

Feel the tides as they move in time with the moon.

Hear the wings of the flies,  dragons that fill the skies,

of the birds that sing a tune of no words,

and the flies of the butter, that create such a flutter.

Hear the rain as she drops, don’t ask her to stop.

Feel the roar of skies, watch it pass by,

as the lightening strikes the invisible kites.

Feel the world in your heart, stop watching take part.

Hear the songs of the small, watch the flowers have a ball,

feel the bugs as they climb the magnificent wall.

Feel the clouds on your skin, you can be King,

hear the world sing, of the love it can bring.

Karen Hayward (c) 2015.

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blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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