This summer heat Is thick as fog And suffocates me Like I'm wading Through the depth of an ocean -Kel Dayheart
Toast
I lift the flute of champagne To say a toast To my two favorite people -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #154
I always thought you Would end up more successful Than the life you lead
Blackout #165
Autumn falling like death
Spring Cleaning
Wring it out And let it dry Once it's clean Let it go And feel yourself Repair -Kel Dayheart
Battered
She wanted someone To dance with But all she got Were two bruised feet -Kel Dayheart
Control
I feel your hands Around my neck Like a choke collar -Kel Dayheart
Assertive
He demanded attention In the quietest way I'd have ever seen -Kel Dayheart
Shrinking Violet
Feeling small as hell Even as I try To stand tall -Kel Dayheart
The Storm in his Eyes
I put the shutters down In my mind And hope to weather The storm I see you brewing -Kel Dayheart
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