Patience patiently taps a toe

Whilst patience always has been my virtue
There are days when I cuss the universe.
Moments when I ache for his kisses,
times when I crave the taste of my name
slipping across his lips
like imploding thoughts all
begging for
fantasy to become reality
and reality to be
all of the now’s we have
and in those pending
moments of now
is the definitive truth
and that right there
Is the core of my hunger
and only he can sate this
need, only he can
quench my thirst and
whilst patience always has
been my virtue,
there are days…

Karen Hayward ©2019

Image and words

Butterfly wings.

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My butterfly stands waiting at the window for her fluttering friend to arrive. Patience has kept her there for 90 minutes and the time has still not come, so still she waits as she teeters on the edge of forever. Shoes on, hair self brushed and bag packed with the teddy. The pink teddy that is almost nine, just like her. The sun is falling across her mousy blonde hair, streaks are appearing, she says, mum, take the colour of your hair so I can see the real colour, go look in a mirror I tell her. She giggles and shows me her matching freckle by the base her thumb, just like mine. How many minutes, she asks, a while I reply knowing no answer will appease her as time has currently stopped in her world. I sit back and watch her, her eyes are sparkling and I see the tiny fluttering of her wings…my phone beeps. ‘They’re on their way sweety’. I swear I just saw her soul soar into the sky and do somersaults. 

Dreams of a future told.

I’ve seen you a dream, I know.

A promise of happy show.

There in a crowded room,

smiling beneath an eternal moon.

I’ve seen you in the lake of life,

I know one day you’ll be my right.

I’ve seen you in the smiling eyes,

you are the answer to all my whys.

I’ve heard your whispers on the summer breeze,

your name travels through the endless trees.

I’ve called your name in my slumber,

you are my final wonder.

Now I know, I see it all.

The reasons why I had to fall.

Each day I grow, each day I am,

to become the one I know I can.

A tangled web of thorny way

a path, not a place to stay.

To love, to know, to accept,

the fallen tears that I have wept.

So I shall love with all my heart,

I accept my life is on this path.

Till I see you in a crowded room,

beneath a crying perfect moon.

Wings out stretched you’ll hold me tight,

and I will know i’ve find my light.

Hold my hand, no one understands.

No one understands,
I cant always
Find my hands,
Or my feet, arms,
legs
Or knees,
I’d really like to climb trees,
Or even a wall,
But I always fall.
I wanna go down the slide,
With pride,
I want to climb to the very top,
To not have to stop.
I don’t want to freeze,
Or locked knees,
Or the rush of heat,
Or the buzzing bees.
This is not behaviour,
Please don’t bribe me,
Don’t you see,
You make me feel worse,
About me.
Hold my hand, calm my rapid heart, cool the breeze, wait whilst i freeze,
Please.
When i cannot believe,
Believe,
In me.