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Home Where your heart lies But what if your heart lies Within your chest And lies to the brain Home Where your heart lies But lies it does -Kel Dayheart

Quiet

Quiet so quiet Don't make a sound Hush up Shh!   Why can't I speak up? I've done it before But now I don't think I can   Just stay silent So much easier No problems arise Only loneliness -Kel Dayheart

Road Signs

Over used pathway I know where you lead The signs are posted The road well evened by ware No surprises as you cruise along   But what's the point There's not life without risk But that road won't lead you anywhere Just a path that cycles on and on Never renewing or changing   If given... Continue Reading →

Pages of Memories

Wet pages Drains down the pipes And are never read again   Forgotten. Lost. No more.   Memories fail And we lose a piece of ourselves Through space and time   Until we change into what We cannot recognize What we face in the mirror -Kel Dayheart

Happy Birthday Emily Dickinson!

One of my personal favorites. Ms. Dickinson was an american poet in the late 1800's. She lived her life mostly as recluse, and never married. She rarely even traveled except for a short period in her twenties. Most of her poems were not published until four years after her death. As I love many of... Continue Reading →

Demons of Insanity

Writers often describe their demons I guess that's as good a metaphor as any To depict the insanity that is the words bouncing in their heads Sometimes it's just like holding conversations with yourself -Kel Dayheart

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