Idream of you, in songs of perfect words.

I dream of days that are lived and gone,

bathed in hues of hind sights song,

times in life, when choices were wrong.

I sing of memories that fill my heart,

of forgotten people that played their part,

hidden now in eternal dark.

I hum of love that once was mine,

cherished thoughts, my mind does dine,

as I was hum the tune of that perfect find.

I talk of them in words and thoughts,

of promises made and truths I sought,

treasured gifts that I have brought.

Screams of the savaged soul.

I really shouldn’t wonder,

and I really shouldn’t care,

your voice comes to me like thunder,

and I know that you are there.

I try to keep you locked away,

to keep you out of sight

but, my dear, you will not stay,

you beg me for the light.

I whisper, as the night does come,

and beg of you to hear,

the moon, i say, is now your sun,

come here, and hold me near.

But alas you cannot stay

in this dark and empty life

as you cut all that’s in your way

with your double bladed knife.

The silence is too loud,

the shadows are too dark,

stand tall and make us proud,

it’s time to play your part..

And I do not know their faces,

or the words that they do shout,

I’ve seen them several places

but, what are they about?

They offer me salvation

from the darkness in the night,

an end to the devastation,

and the promise of the light.

Karen Hayward (Copyright) 2015.

No longer you or me or anyone I know.

You walked away, that day,

no words for what you had to say,

I loved you, but you tore us apart,

that hot summers day,

that you shattered my heart.

I shed a tear, just one,

vowed to live my life, engulfed in fun,

I slipped between the cracks,

Hit the ground hard, then looked up

got my life back on track.

Sixteen years come and went,

your love had left a forever dent.

Then, I looked into the eyes of the past,

blinked and blinked again,

my soul thumping to the tune of at last.

But nothing had changed,

and perhaps that was strange.

You were the love of my life,

but now, today,

that love was longer right.

The lonely path.

How i’ve longed to love you so,

for days to pass, to come and go.

How i’ve wished away the stars,

to keep myself upon this path.

Silent words to the universe,

promised wishes and muttered curse.

But never did you see me so,

and now my love, I must go.

The end has come,

for this lonely show.

Karen Hayward (Copyright 2015.)

The roar amongst the brambles.

You cannot follow where I must go,

the days are long, the nights are slow.

Darkness forms inside my head,

even Satan fills with dread.

Heart fuelled by love alone,

weakness gone, my strength has grown.

Feathered wings of dawn and dusk,

the soft scent of eternal musk.

spirit soars for this ride,

take cover, go please, and hide,

for the lions roar inside my mind,

refuses now, to be ever kind.

Karen Hayward (Copyright 2015)

God of the sea.

I walk upon
a sandy shore,
tide ebbing,
a tantalising allure.
Mermaids sing,
of days gone past
answering questions,
long ago asked.
Fairies of the sea,
dance through the pools
of gold dust, free
as they live by the rule
of the gods of the sea.
Sun beating down
upon my skin,
illuminating the crown
of his majesty the King.
Upon my knees,
I bend and pray
set me free,
I promise I will stay.

Karen Hayward (Copyright) 2015.