The Silence that I Crave.

6am and the world is still asleep

as the darkness thins

and the sun begins to creep.

A hushed silence found only in the morn’

before the noise awakes

before the earthly storm.

The clouds of pink and red now turn

as the sky grows lighter

and the sun begins to burn.

Birds begin to wake,

soaring the skies

and singing for joys sake.

Silk webs twinkle in the dew

as spiders wake

to explore this day that’s new.

It doesn’t last it never does

as the world awakes

in their incessant rush.

So each night I sleep and then I wake

to see this world,

for my very own sake.

Karen Hayward (Copyright) 2015.

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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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