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Month: September, 2016

Creating raw art.

If I break, if I let the feelings of helplessness become me

as they shatter through my existence and tears break the

barrier of resistance, what then? Who will help me gather

the broken bits and glue them haphazardly back together?

No one. If I break I am alone for I am alone. So my tears will

fall only when darkness surrounds me, my mask will slip

only when the shadows are all that is there. Till then I will

continue to let you believe I am strength, I am strong for the

worthy can see through my words, my actions and see not

my strength but the tears that beg to fall. And when that day

arrives I will hand to them my every fear, my every dream my

every shadow that haunts, every ounce of helplessness,

and together in my raw and vulnerable state

we will create a piece of art.

 

Karen Hayward ©2016

Loving eyes.

THIS IS WRITTEN BY A GOOD FRIEND AND NEWBY POET, SHE IS JUST NOW FINDING THE CONFIDENCE AND BELIEF IN HER WORDS, OF COURSE I CAN ALREADY SEE HER TALENT WHICH IS WHY I AM SHARING THE POEM HERE.

 

You flew you soared away from here,

the loving eyes,

understanding that the sun will always rise.

Being in the sky’s soft embrace,

showing feeling when the sky goes grey

and yet it can rain on the sunniest of days.

You are a rainbow so beautiful and yet so far away.

If only you were the sea to visit,

go to the tiniest grains of sand that whisper

sea I’ll see you soon again,

but alas you’re not

and the time we’ll meet again will take many more trips

around the glorious sun and when I get there we’ll meet again.

 

Katherine Hornby. ©2016

And death will come to soon. 

How it would be if all things could sparkle, sprinkled in the dust of diamonds and caressed by the soft whisper of an autumn sea mist kissing awake the senses of naked skin. Oh how it would be to swim in oceans of wild waves crashing about my body as it pulls me within its swell before hurtling me into the beauty of pure and cleansing waters. To transcend no boundaries of time but instead to feel life flowing in my veins and growling in my mind the strength of the lioness roaring into open skies. May no heaven await me no hell willing to take me, my life is upon this earth in the now, I am neither glory nor doomed, I am life and death will come to soon. 
Karen Hayward ©2016

Where you saw glass, lay diamonds. 

Did you feel the shattering of glass as she sat in silence? And did you see how that glass cascaded weeping hues of colour through the darkness? Did you hear her violent muted screams in the silence of your world? Did you sense the distant echo of her anger as it transcended her mind and became the very shadows that carresed you beyond the view of light? Did shards of her existence splinter your mind as she endured the slow torturous destruction of internal implosion? Did you know beneath the glass lay diamonds spilling through the universe, slipping through your open fingers. 
Karen Hayward ©2016