The heaviness pinning me against the bed. Eyes open I searched the darkness for my captor my eyes met only by the empty shadows. A scream, my scream, a high screech that penetrated where light particles refused to travel. No sound left my stilled body as I struggled against the unseen force holding me against my will. Nothing. With my eyes closed I slowly count, praying for the paralysis to release me, to let go its vice grip on me. My body aches, screaming against the heavy pressure of this unseen dream. Till suddenly I am without cover, my heart a rapid succession of broken beats and the shadows are falling upon me ready to relieve me of my soul. I cannot move and I feel the emptiness become me seeping into my heavy limbs my force ebbing away.
Karen Hayward ©2016
Pillows soft and light
tired eyes calling to the night.
A cover big and warm
to protect from nocturnal storms.
Silence deeper than peace
to keep me dreaming within the trees.
Darkness that swarms the sky
but never comes in, no matter how hard it tries.
Thoughts of warmth and gentle touch
slow and sensual without a moments rush.
Tired eyes that call into the night
close now and hold back the light.
I search a thousand words to find the one I need,
to whisper to the universe the way you make me feel.
I search around the galaxies,
look deep beyond reality
and find it hiding out,
with my insatiable insanity.
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.
Some where, far away, the sun is slipping from the sky,
sending red, orange and purple hues hurtling through the clouds.
Some where far away the moon is climbing up above the mountains
and yet here, the sun is waking up as the moon bids a silent goodbye.