Inkling

You would think That all I need would be ink Not everything and the kitchen sink But there is a kink In this plan and all I can do is drink As I wait for a missing link That may walk by with a wink -Kel Dayheart

Cadence

Irresistible sound Hums along With perfect pitch The tone consumes And I feel it All the way to my heart -Kel Dayheart

Humiliation

That awful sickening feeling It starts in the pit of your stomach And heat crawls across the skin Creating beacons of red In various, numerous places Your mouth becomes dry While your hands shake minutely Eyes start to build pressure   You wish you were anywhere But here -Kel Dayheart

Stagnant

Desperate for change But shame Keeps me steady Keeps me quiet And there is no Change -Kel Dayheart

Merry Chase

Honestly, my dear Cut to the chase This merry- go- round Is making me dizzy And I am tired My dear, of your lies -Kel Dayheart

From a Flicker

Although, she may conceal it She has the most Fiery temper I have ever seen On a hair trigger She could and would Ignite -Kel Dayheart

Not Quite Springing Forward

They say it's springtime That winter is over But I can't seem To lose the chill That clings bone deep I crank up the heat But I can still see The ghost of my breath Clouding out into the air I think they lied Or maybe it was wistful thinking Because I don't think The... Continue Reading →

Delicate Love

It's fragile Like a baby bird But like a baby bird If you nurture it The love you receive Is more than you Could have ever conceived -Kel Dayheart

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