Substance

Words sustain me Whether on page Or whispered sweetly They bring me much comfort Now that you're gone -Kel Dayheart

Quote of the Week #18

So I don't think I've mentioned it here, but I'm attempting to learn German. And while looking into it you learn all sorts of things. Although I won't bore you guys with the details (I enjoyed it). I started looking into proverbs and I found one I thought I'd share. Wer rastet, der rostet. He... Continue Reading →

Dependent

When together, they were Like the sun and moon Reflecting back to one another But apart, he fell a part She could shine on her own But he felt the dark side Of himself consume his thoughts Until he could not remember What the light even felt like -Kel Dayheart

Shadow Self

There is one escape That you cannot accomplish To leave yourself behind In the dust of your running feet Just like a shadow It is firmly attached To you even if Sometimes you do not Recognize yourself -Kel Dayheart

No Remnants

It's blue skies again The storm that ravaged Has settled and disappeared Leaving the appearance That it never was To begin with -Kel Dayheart

Gamble

I don't think I'd be Willing to bet On you It's a bad Deal A bad hand A bad roll I'd lose all I had But I'd be Hooked Without a hope Of a big pay-day -Kel Dayheart

Quote of the Week #17

I enjoy reading the classics, as you guys may have noticed. I've read the classic 'horror' novels that we still spin-off of today: Dracula, Frankenstein, and Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde. My unchallenged favorite was Dracula (and not just because I read a vampire book on the beach though I was amused as hell). Highly recommend... Continue Reading →

Quote of the Week #16

Another favorite author this week: Agatha Christie. I am slowly trying to get through all of her books. Though I still love the first one I read best (And Then There were None Or Ten Little Indians). This quote isn't from that though. "I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with... Continue Reading →

Quote of the Week #15

I'm fond of The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe. Back in the day, we had to memorized the first two stanza. So I'm still very fond of the first stanza. "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—     While I nodded, nearly... Continue Reading →

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