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Hazel Redwood Aug 2017
Speak from your soul,
the words resonate.
My mind is empty anymore
Writers block sets in.
Staring at blank pages.

*****

My soul is empty.
Once upon a time
It felt a love so strong,
it could cross oceans.
Climb hills,
A love that could move mountains
Now it settles in.
For never more.
For the beginning is a bittersweet end.
Staring at these pages:
Blank
Empty staring up at me.
As my soul takes the time
to quiver and weep.
For this sorrow I will keep,
it's become a part of me.
My soul hollow and bleak.
Putting the pen down.
I close the book.
Set it on the shelf
Walking away
head down
in
shame.
Hazel Redwood Jul 2017
Appetite,spirit , fantacism
Love, ardour
lasciviousness
Spirited
Vigor
Fire

Connection, lust
Fervor
Fixation.
Compulsion
Love.
Hazel Redwood Jul 2017
As I dance in the darkest  fields of the night.
I begin to look closely
Hips guiding my legs
******* gently swaying
Eyelashes batting
Hair glimmering past my shoulders.
As I spin to the rhythm of my soul
Under the sliver of the silver moonlight
My feet feeling the dew on my toes
My legs tingling with excitement
Skirt flowing and brushing
intimate poetry upon my hips and legs,
Slowly bringing me to life
Flowing down my backside
as I slowly enter momentary bliss
Dancing to the rhythm of the Earth
My soul flying and guiding me
through the field
til I collapse
underneath the shivering tree
the wind dancing through it's leaves.
Slowly bowing down to me
I gasp in awe
because of the earths  unrivaled beauty
in the dark I can see clearly enough
Trembling legs
start to steady
as I dance to the tune,
of the ancient blood running through my veins.
Clouds like wisps of cotton candy dancing above me.
Knowing no one can see
I dance again.
Spinning and gliding across the fields
My soul dances slowly beside me
Keeping the rhythm

dancing to the beat.


Prodding deep inside my soul
I am a Queen,
in these moments
I am truly free.
No one but the moon
and the shimmering stars upon the sky
to watch me dance.
No one to judge me,
Where I know how to truly be free.
Hazel Redwood Jul 2017
My souls in a raging fire,
It knew the answers.
They were foretold in dreams
of a Ravens Flight,
The Raven circles
around not once
not twice
but 3 times.
In my face it caws at me
beak a breaths hair away from my nose
I look around and the skies are grey

I see us
You staring at my face.
But in the beginning the skies were blue
I guess it's just being foretold your dreams of me from you.
3 days later
lo and behold
It all comes to be.
Wait I think
My skies are blue
My heart is numb.
A dream foretold
Never to be begun .

I remember the hum
the earth crumbling beneath my feet
But I feel nothing.
My soul spoke to me in this apparition.

Before my heart could beat again for you.

The Raven has foretold many a things
At least on my path
change is in the air
I got the message
I can bear this fate of mine
The agony is mine to bear

Lost and Found

Intuition on peak
I guess the Raven
is still a friend to me
Let your dreams come true
My heart is no longer tethered to you
You hurt me once
You hurt me twice
Now I am numb
and I feel the hum
of my own heartbeat.
Let the Raven caw
In matters of change
Be a warning to you
Don't you see it's My Fate
Left to be alone.
It's ok
I swear
You lit my fire
and left me to
wander.
I will engulf all
That I am meant to be
I leave you here to find your peace
Let the Raven call
be heard loud and clear
When danger is approaching near.
AS to me
was done to you
Let the circle be broken,
I still love you.
#i
Hazel Redwood Jul 2017
air a refreshing breathe
Giving me a reason
to go on.
a soft caress
on my wounds
healing on a summer's breeze
Hazel Redwood Jul 2017
From spark to flame
on a cord
Flame to smoke
a bed of wax
construing from
a breathe
of air in the dark.
synchronicity
friendship
energy
love
all the while
A flame can be a passion
or a raging fire.
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