Deep in the forest realm


I need you… More than need.
I need reality to pause,
the neck of times glass
to close tight
for us alone.
I need a blanket
A cloudless sky filled with
infinite stars and cushions
one or two or ten
and your voice traveling
the shortest distance
between your lips
and my ears.
I need silence to hear the
rapid thumps in my chest
and solitude so I can love
you in abandonment.
I need to know all the
things that make you,
You.
Childhood games, teenage
fancies and adult flames.
Paths walked and journeys
taken, lovers held the worst,
the best….no scrap that last one.
I want your stories between
kisses on the moons
full blessing, I need your tales
whispered on the curve
of that voice that embraces
my inner need.
I need you.
All that makes you.
I need your essence
embracing me in nights
whispers, your kisses
enticing my spirit to soar
and more.
But I need your tales and
stories that set you my way…
Our constellation of life
that led to times glass
neck closing,
for us. Yes, I need that.
I need you.

Karen Hayward ©2017 Image and words 

The whispered call of Dawns song…

Shh, I listen to the empty echo of 6am,
tiredness still in my eyes,
A vast sky whispering promises of light
Lonely cars splitting atoms dividing night.
I look along my road, dead lights, no life
as people sleep dream and wish for more time.
Grim has been standing guard over old man’s wife,
But he doesn’t take her, not here tonight.
Still age creeps in, always arriving at first light
Red and blue glows illuminating the site.
My sky is starless the moon is bidding goodnight,
Too late for more sleep, tiredness settles in my waking eyes.
Shhh, I sit and watch the morning skies.

Karen Hayward ©2017

Image and words