To ebb with the moons blessing

It is believed to be an honor
to ebb in sync with the moon
as she waxes into her full face
The ancient whispers of truth
filling sisters with grace…
Shamans, priestesses and healers
synchronise to this cycle of blood,
the red moon, ebbing and flowing
outward bound darkness sung
with light energy glowing.

But I would beg to differ…

An insatiable hunger holds me
As my carnivorous desire drives me
Rational thought now a forgotten entity,
The drummer boy with blades my new reality,
Seven days of sleep
then seven days insomnia,
I find silence now at twilight
sit deep in thought throughout my night,
Just me, the ham and the god danm fridge light.

Yet they say,
this is a blessing
the red moons energy
deep within my core
Empowering, releasing…

Karen Hayward ©2018
Image and words

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The curve of her skirt and trip of her toes.

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Her toes embraced the
rubbed velvet interior
of her heels. Deep black
speckled with a glimpse
of the universe, A four inch
ascent to the heavens
she floated with an ancient
female elegance.
I glanced carelessly at the
way her delicious calf curved
delicately as the surrounding
air caressed her barely
tanned skin.
She didn’t need the heels
or the silver grey skirt that
hugged the curves of her
arse and little more,
and as she tripped
I’m sure even she regretted
her choices.

Karen Hayward ©2017
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Ejaculation of femininity.

Revolutionise conceptual ideologies

of female sexuality.

Violate the timid role of selfless

need and silenced screams.

Infringe on the thought tank of femininity.

Rebel without a cause other than ourselves.

Scream in the face of opposition.

Peak to the tune of internal desire.

Stir with the spoon of indiscretion.

Ejaculate against regulation.

Secrete the essence of being.

Drain the gushing rush of radiation.

Fly in the face of society

and raise in arms to Pan.

Take inspiration from the nymphs

companion, create mutiny for Selene’s

masquerade dance,

defy the misguided vision of Yin.

 

Karen Hayward ©2015.