I sat on the stony shore as the soft ebbing tide drifted further away. The suns rays reflecting, of the seas surface, like gold dust, dropping from the sky. I close my eyes and, let the winter sun warm me. I can feel your kisses on my shoulder, they're soft and warm... My eyes open, I rest my head upon my knees. Fate is cruel. I look out at the blue/grey sky, and wonder why. Life is never easy and perfection is rare. But why does it taunt me. I close my eyes, go back to my memories, they're all I have now. All I will ever have. I never knew that I would actually miss you. Karen Hayward ©2012 - Edited 2020 Image and words
Last night whilst my eyes were closed
and my mind shut down I dreamed
of the ocean. Clouds skirted above and
a grey hue hung from the air in crytalised
perfection. At first I stood alone,
just the grains of sand beneath my feet,
the damp mist at my skin and the soft
ebbing ocean that appeared to be stilled
and yet was simply moving in a low beat.
Then I saw her in the distance, laughing as
she ran in and out of the cool fresh ocean.
Droplets of water gently slipping through
the air and splashing, lovingly against her.
Her giggles of delight dancing across
the horizon, waltzing across the white
foam and cart wheeling across the shore.
I sat down and watched as she played at one
with the universe and the universe
Karen Hayward ©2015.