Peaked beauty.


A pregnancy memory…

Sometimes from
Out the blue my
female gene ties
me down and
suffocates me
in memory.
Warm water,
silent blue skies,
Just me and you.
My stomach
an oblong mass
of transformation.
Was it your feet?
Or your bum?
Pushing at me.
Every time.
A hate or a love?
Fear or excitement?
Just us and a few
random birds
traversing their day.
You became a peak
Of perfection reaching
from beneath the ocean
of water, Stretching
perhaps. Maybe we
relaxed together.
I still feel the skin
beneath my fingers as
you pushed a perfect
triangle and we
bonded, an unbreakable
tie. . .unbreakable.

Karen Hayward (c)2017
Image and words.

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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!

One thought on “Peaked beauty.”

  1. I love this so much that there aren’t words for it. Still I’ll try ’cause words.

    Karen gifts to me a memory
    Part suffocation
    Part joy
    And bliss and
    Love and
    Oh, now I see how
    The patience and love and
    She has for her
    Daughter was born in
    Suffocation and
    Joy and
    Unity — oneness
    A privilege.
    This is some truth.
    The rawness and
    Vulnerability of this
    Makes me undone

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