You remind me Of spring days Where the breeze likes to play Across my skin Teasing my hair to dance You remind me Of sunny days Where the light reaches Yearning to touch Me under the tree's shade -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #53
Generosity A gift that keeps on giving A long time after
Blackout #64
She said "I have forgotten you it was a mistake".
These Lines
My life is written on my skin Every bump and scrap has left a memory Some good, Some not so good The lines of my story are laid out bare In the shape of my smile To the wrinkles forming Every moment leaves an etching -Kel Dayheart
Same as Before
London rain Is falling down With fog rising It's a gray day Once again -Kel Dayheart
Prideful Roar
Lion's roar Echoes over the pride Roaming to the deepest shadows And bright sunlight -Kel Dayheart
Destroyer
You are a black hole Of every emotion I don't want To feel You are a destroyer Of all the specks I have of lights Left -Kel Dayheart
Too Deep
This ocean is much too deep For me to stand my ground So I'll keep Treading water hoping against hope That I will not be Dragged under As my head bobs, and my lungs wheeze Trying to win An impossible fight -Kel Dayheart
Personable
She had a pretty face Like Helen of Troy It could launch a thousand ships It could cause the bloodiest of wars She had a pretty face And that was her only redeeming feature With a personality of a harpy That could cut much deeper -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #52
A picturesque Scene appears within a dream Brings serenity
Fragment of a Figment 