Day tornadoes into life.


Morning whispers on my

skin like a frozen breeze

dragging me into the waking world,

pulling me to my knees.

Morning whispers on my mind

like the lacerated edge of

a blade, a blue one, the blue kind

that slips through mercilessly.

Morning whispers through my dreams

tearing me away

before I get a chance to see

you. Still, i’ll dream another day.

Morning whispers into the day

like a whirlwind of frosted blades

of grass as they sway,

as day tornadoes into life.


Karen Hayward Β©2016


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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!

3 thoughts on “Day tornadoes into life.”

    1. Thank you Eric πŸ™‚ lol yeah I had an odd start to my day, best sleep i’d had in weeks but I woke up absolutely freezing cold….then life did that little thing that life does! πŸ™‚

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      1. No good waking up cold! Hope the day has improved as it has progressed. And you’re always welcome πŸ™‚


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