Melodious waltz

A tune so subtle,
melodious energy
igniting in each note,
Twirling a tango,
Willing a waltz
the clumsy stepping
of my whimsical
soul, bells
ringing to Pans beat.
A rhythm
of ancient telling
Lust rising,
love swelling.
And his soul knows my tune,
whistles a perfect song
Plays my body like a flute,
fingers teasing,
Lips caressing,
tongue defining…
And he is the drummer
My skin, his instrument
He beats in rapid strokes
A deep chorus of pleasure
Spilling across atoms..
And he is the saxophone
songs of old dancing
among raindrops
as the moon kisses
my skin…
And he is the song
the beat,
the rhythm
the silence
the rise the fall…
For he is the one
that knows
the ancient
of my soul..
He is my
of love,
my piano music
Ebony and ivory
in perfect

Karen Hayward ©2018
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Will you dance with me beneath a twilight moon?


Will you dance with me
For just a while
Beneath pale night skies
And a moons slither.

Will you for a moment?
Entwine words and worlds
Whilst we slow dance
Till the stars arrive.

Fingers curled through
fingers, hair gently dancing
with the Jasmine breeze
As last rays kiss my cheek.

Will you dance with me
For just a while.

Karen Hayward ©2017
Image and words

Morning frost and Sunday melodies. 

Morning mist sweeping through quiet streets, kissing frost embraced blades of luscious Green grass as a pale sun hides from sight, gathering Sunday morning thoughts on gentle melodies of songs gone by. And I watch the magpie, watching me and I know the ancient symbolism of its soul like the back of my expressive pen that pours ink haphazardly across the blank canvas of a soul awakening, sleeping, awakening and I hear the whispers of higher thought calling through droplets of dew quenching a thirst I cannot see and she is gone, her song echoing still…I watch the mist curling, swirling thick and heavy as an ancient, Druid perhaps, corner of my soul awakens at the soft call of home.

Karen Hayward ©2017

Image found on pinterest. 

Multiverse of possibilities.

Collaboration between myself and a very talented poet/writer/creator Blueflamez.

Check out more of his work on the link at the bottom! 🙂


Forget the Ink, forget the page.. Let us entwine thoughts

and become the very essence of poetry. We’ll dedicate the

blank spaces between letters to the creation of our realities

based upon our fantasies. Quills together in shared unison,

a creative rush of chaotic lunacy…the building blocks of

moral sanity a pandemic thought spread throughout

humanity.Think about the concept, the art, those same

words embedded in your mind, the margin, the heading,

the facts you can piece together, and tear apart. The real

challenge is shaping up and breaking down the mental

blocks that can hold you back, only to channel that creative

spread that surrounds you, and unlock that potential.

Harness the power of a world within the world, the multiverse

of possibilities, choices, to see the mirror image of who

you were, to the person you’ve become. You are the pages,

you are your eternal life of spoken truths, and written fantasies,

your signature is your personality as your greatest work of all.

The letters of your existence a strong hold of knowing,

unknowing becoming and undoing. Call your name into

the cosmos, start with an inaudible whisper if you must,

there is no rush. Say it, shout it, call it from heavens bed

sign your essence across the skies of men.

Sign your soul across the minds of man.

Karen Hayward & poetryflamez ©2017

Image Karen Hayward ©2017

Find more of poetryflamez work here.





Some days boobs are a nuisance.
Like in the winter when bras are cold.
Or when you think you’re in and minutes later you’re half out.
Or those times in bed when they become squashed.
Or when they jiggle when you run, dance, skip. Move.
Some days boobs are a godsend,
when I have no pockets
and want music
they are my
life saver,
neatly nestled beside lace
and milk white skin
the perfect place to keep my phone in.

Karen Hayward ©2016

Instead of a poem I share my music tastes. – Lovely – lyrics.” on YouTube

I never share music in my blog…which is kinda odd I listen to music all day and it totally inspires my writing. So anyway, I’m hot, too hot, my feet are hot, life dictates I must stay fully dressed, I’m frustrated cos I’m hot, too hot too write, I’m frustrated cos mother nature is on my back….so here instead of a poem have a song by twenty one pilots….I love them, their lyrics are amazing!!

Liebster award!

Okay let me start by saying that I am completely pants when it comes to adding links and all that marlarky so fingers crossed this goes well :).

Here’s a song for you to listen to whilst you read all the great answers to the amazingly great questions set out by the lovely Autiwomandifferentbox


Liebster Award!!

A mahoosive thank you to Autiwomandifferentbox. Thank you kindly such a lovely award and your comment was wonderfully beautiful. Please do go hit up this blog Autism is not gonna be vanishing….ever. So the more brave writers like this stand up and scream about their journey, the better educated the population will become :). Also her posts are just go damn great.


The questions.

I love a bit of question answering I do, it’s fun and a great way to let you guys know a little more about me.

1. Please sum up your blog in 10 words?

Random words, unedited thoughts, second by second basis totally awesome. 🙂
2. What are your four favourite songs?

Really only four choices? Hmmm this is going to hard. Okay so I have this beautiful tendency to drive people crazy by playing the same song over and over again, repeat is my special friend and then boom I just stop listening to it. I tend to not really have favourites, it all depends on the mood that I am in. I am currently spilling myself all over Twenty one pilots, I am absolutely loving the lyrics to their songs and lyrics are what matter. A few months ago it was all about The Killers….for both of these bands the body language of the singers just makes me go all weak at the knees. But let me have a little think and a wander through youtube and see if I can find any songs that I return to over and over again.


Okay i’m back at this question. I still don’t actually have an answer. I love, absolutely love, love songs, I am actually a proper hopeless romantic,




3. What four things would you get rid of from the world? (try go for more trivial/fun things like beards, just as an example, not all saying world hunger we all want to get rid of that)

The buildings near my house, because they get in the way of the sun setting and it is really really annoying.

Bee’s and wasps cos they scare me. Okay I shall reword that…Bee stingers, I want to capture all the Bee’s and remove the pokey stinger.

Clothes…just saying the world would make more sense if we were all naked. We’d also be in the perfect position to also remove winter.

Flavoured chocolate, because too often I go to buy chocolate and discover it on the shelf next to mint flavour or orange flavour…do they not know that the flavour leaks and seeps into my deliciously plain normal flavoured chocolate? It’s like poison.

4. Would you prefer to be have the ability to teleport or the ability to fly?

I would love to be able to fly, the sights would be amazing, but let’s be honest it would be god damn freezing up there and forget wearing skirts or dresses, and my goodness like my hair doesn’t already look like i’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards most of the time! Nope. Teleportation, two clicks of a shoe and I am there. 🙂
5. What animal would you be?

Wolf….no Owl…no wolf, i’m sure….well maybe an owl.  Okay polar bear cos they are so bloody adorable I want one, I want to snuggle with one! Okay not polar bear I hate being cold. Back to Owl…but wolves are amazing too. Hmmmm okay i’m going with unicorn. 🙂
6. What possession (not person) do you cherish the most and why?

My headphones!!! They are broked 😦 one ear doesn’t work and I know I should go buy new ones but I love them, you can’t just be going and trading stuff in just because they get a little broked. Okay….why do I love them. For me they represent freedom. These specific ones have carried me from one world into another where I can explore everything in an untainted, unchallenged way. In a sense, I have heard music through them and they in return have listened to the deepest darkest thoughts in my mind. I love them. They are white. They are beauty. I lose them alot, I put them down and forget where i put them, when this happens it’s like someone has ripped out my heart.
7. What scares you the most?

The dark….indoors darkness.(outdoors darkness I absolutely love)! The shadows. The unseen. Thunderstorms at night time (day time storms not a problem!)  Not speaking what is on my mind but this is so difficult because my understanding of the world is so very different to other peoples, for example emotions and feelings don’t scare me in the slightest, I love feeling, but I often find people misinterpret this, so I keep it to a minimum which is hard cos this little soul of mine is capable of loving in sooooo many different ways and it would really, really like to be able to go round telling everyone that! Also I fear regret, majorly, and before every decision that I make I put an entire bucket load of thought into my actions, it often seems like I am winging it…I often am winging it, but actually my mind has already processed the situation.

Also people who don’t say things clearly, okay I would miss something if it came and bit me on the bum and I often find way after an event the other person involved we say ‘but…’ and ‘but I said/did this…’ nope, no assumptions made over here, this scares me because I am aware that I am reliant on people to be open, and people are rarely open.
8. Which is better breakfast, lunch or dinner?

Breakfast…but not at breakfast time. I don’t eat at breakfast time, I usually eat maybe around lunch time and seeing as I don’t really like sandwiches I tend to grab a bowl of cereal…usually porridge but at the moment i’m all about the cornflakes. oooooh one of my favourite ever songs!!!

I also eat cereal at bedtime…and sometimes when i’m up in the night, cos I have insomnia, so i’m usually up a few times a night just sitting and pondering looking into the dark skies :).

9. If you could be a fly-on-the-wall in any time period, anyplace, viewing anyone where, when, who, why would you be a fly-on-the-wall for that?

ooooh ooooh oooooh I wanna go back to day one.  Curiosity will always nag at me, it will always be what stops me from devoting myself to anything. I have to know the facts. If I can back to day one, I can see what really happened this would then allow me to make all future decisions based on evidence. Without evidence it comes down to blind faith, this world has taught me that to believe in anything blindly is stupid.
10. What would be your superhero power? Feel free to make up one doesn’t have to be traditional.

I’d like to be a crossover mutated superhero. I want to be able to touch others and absorb their powers whilst also being able to teleport and read minds. You see absorbing powers means I could be strong depending on what strength the situation requires. Teleporting means when I saw someone in need I could teleport them to safety, Reading minds means I would know when people were hurting…and who to chat up and when!!! ha ha
11. If you made an autobiography what would you call it? It can’t be your blog site name.

“The things I never told you.” lol I don’t know, to be honest it’s pure luck I even give my poems a title, i’d probably leave it blank and have a picture…..oh a mirror i’d just have a mirror on the front of the book! 🙂


Okay now the fun bit, I’m not going to nominate other blogs, this is because I nominate you all. If you have read this and thought this looks like fun, then hell get typing and link me in. Life is too short to wait for someone to tell you you are great, this is me telling you, that you are great and nominated. I will stick to Autiwomandifferentbox ‘s questions though because she did a super fine job of getting the questions together.

1. Please sum up your blog in 10 words?
2. What are your four favourite songs?
3. What four things would you get rid of from the world? (try go for more trivial/fun things like beards, just as an example, not all saying world hunger we all want to get rid of that)
4. Would you prefer to be have the ability to teleport or the ability to fly?
5. What animal would you be?
6. What possession (not person) do you cherish the most and why?
7. What scares you the most?
8. Which is better breakfast, lunch or dinner?
9. If you could be a fly-on-the-wall in any time period, anyplace, viewing anyone where, when, who, why would you be a fly-on-the-wall for that?
10. What would be your superhero power? Feel free to make up one doesn’t have to be traditional.
11. If you made an autobiography what would you call it? It can’t be your blog site name.


Karen Hayward © 2016