I make love to the page But it is an unrequited love And I find no comfort Only paper cuts -Kel Dayheart
Steadfast
He was unmovable Once he made a decision He planted his roots Like a giant red oak There was no change Of position -Kel Dayheart
Unexperienced
Sometimes I feel Like such a fake As I string together Words and create scenes That I, myself, Have never experienced -Kel Dayheart
Taking No Visitors
Sunshine filters in Through flimsy curtains Meeting my eyes Though I'm not ready For visitors I'm not even ready To leave this bed -Kel Dayheart
Salt Water
The world is made up Of seventy percent water And I am made up Of tears shed and kept at bay -Kel Dayheart
Worn Out
I'm tired Of this Thing we do Where all I do Is apologize And all you do I keep holding it Over my head Year after year -Kel Dayheart
Hermes’ Feet
Travel light on wandering feet That ache with the need To roam not rest The heady satisfaction Of a day well-travelled I will never tire Of new places With new sights And people to meet There is much to see I wish to wander it all -Kel Dayheart
Quote of the Week #28
"Only when it is darkness can you see the stars." -Martin Luther King A bit serious this week. We can always find a silver lining hiding if we look hard enough. -Kel Dayheart
True Colors
A self-portrait When true Is hard to gaze upon As it illuminates The truth we try To hide behind the facade -Kel Dayheart
Sunrise
A golden hue Washes the world In riches beyond Compare -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 