Butterfly wings swarm, I squirm.

“We are all broken, that’s how the light gets in.”~Ernest Hemingway

I catch a glimpse
as I type,
A moment
in my sight,
Butterfly wings
I squirm…
Who knew love
could tickle so much.

Karen Hayward (c) 2017
Image found on pinterest

Published by


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!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s