The gentle essence of sleep leaves me now
I stretch away the cold snake of winter
that crept beneath the blankets open mouth
and curled around my slumberous splinter.

I listen for a short second to birds,
they sing of merriment and joyous days
a perfect orchestra requiring no words
existing through the melody of play.

I watch a lone drop of water diving
happy, into a pool of ecstasy
sporadic tip taps and gleeful sightings
I pause and drink in this reality

Rising with cold still upon my tired skin
I pull on a soft, worn, cashmere jumper
embracing now soft pinks and floral prints
I am the hushed tones of succubus amber

I try to recall the day I became this new essence of femininity
and decide it was always there in haze,
Hiding behind my broken fantasies.

I sit by the open window and see,
sleep has left me free from worries, concerns
and in the silence the serenity nurtures me
And I am at peace listening to the birds

Karen Hayward ©2019

Image via wordpress library

Darkness swarms when sleep weeps

Darkness swarms at my soul
as the vivid moon drowns
beyond black storming clouds,
Distant screams.
Helplessness, pinned
by unseen
forces sucking life
from my tired
limbs.
The essence of
death pulling
at my chords,
strangulation
begging for air
as slumber tortures
my soul. As slumber
torches my soul.

Karen Hayward (c)2017

Image found on wordpress Library

man wearing black and blue mask costume
Photo by Stephan Müller on Pexels.com

Caught in the gnarled teeth of my terrors

7c3c6db977c150fdffd7bc652db2ef522006511574.jpg

Caught between two planes of existence,
slumbers promise a far of lie,
lost within the realms of my dreams
all fingers, eyes, smiles and presence,
held captive within your essence
as spectres draw me from my sleep
fingers cold dragging, pulling
gasping as touch becomes real
and I am awake, in the darkness
of eternity,
caught between the two planes of existence,
again and again and again
you are there, waiting for me to dream….
again and again and again
they are there waiting to pull me from my love.

Karen Hayward ©2018 Image found on Pinterest