fragmented diamonds

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I suffocate in the silent notes
of a forgotten orchestra
as it drowns me in its melodious
song, the ancient whistle of
Pan and his nymphs dancing
to an unheard tune as I lose
Sight of skies of blue.

Dressed in topaz silk skimming
bare knees, purple ribbons
toes skipping on marble floors,
I hear the devil call as he lands
upon my shore…
All air is sucked from my lungs
Life drained from my veins
Tears milked from the shadows
of my heart as the walls tumble,
As the ceilings crumble,
As the chandelier shatters…

… fragmented diamonds,
sparkle in the darkest hours,
Light in life’s void, beauty in
It’s shadows…

I could drown in the
monochrome whispers of
fantasy, lost, suffocating
in my reality…

Karen Hayward ©2018

Image and words

Afternoon tea, in my deepest thoughts.

I spent the day away,
in my very own space,
a place,
where i can play,
Without any trace.
It’s deep inside my thoughts,
where flowers always grow.
it’s the safety that i sought,
After another bloody show.
I called you into there,
and let your image wander,
So at ease, i wanted to share,
My every single ponder.

A single daisy, in a field of roses.

If i was a person on a lonely street,
Would it still be, that we were meant to meet?
Would you have seen,
Would i have been,
Or is it all, just a nightmarish dream.
If i was a girl on a sandy shore,
Thinking of blood, lust and gore, would you have seen,
The open door?
If we were just people on a busy day,
Would our demons still want to play?
If we were just,
And filled with lust,
Would you take my hand,
And walk along the sand,
Would you watch the moon,
Disappear all too soon,
Would you let my spirit fly,
Through a protected sky,
Would you see the maze of depth,
That hides behind my
Blue eyes?
Would you see,
me,
And keep me free.