The thing is, you see, people are crazy.
Haiku #62
My little white dove Will you let me fly along With you in the blue?
Shut Up
I never liked you I must confess From the first word To your last I just wished You would stop Talking -Kel Dayheart
Consumption
Wicked thoughts run round My head daily at all hours Until they consume Every action, every word Until I am consumed -Kel Dayheart
Empathic
There is a certain kind of beauty In your tragedy That makes everyone cry Not in pity though But with you To share in your sadness -Kel Dayheart
Earthquake Hands
There's an earthquake in my hands The tremor rack up And over my arms Until I feel it in every bone You shatter me -Kel Dayheart
Quote of the Week #7
"Act without expectation." -Lao Tzu Just something simple this week. -Kel Dayheart
Brief Pleasure
The light filters through Down, down, down Until it reaches me Playing across bare skin I find delight In this brief pleasure -Kel Dayheart
Written Over Spoken
I love words When they are sprawled across A loving page Far more than Those I try to speak That get stuck Caught in my throat And choke my tongue -Kel Dayheart
Desolate
Compared to you I am Empty, A leaky bucket That has no hope Of ever being Filled -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 