“And don’t worry about the bits you can’t understand. Sit back and allow the words to wash around you, like music.” -Roald Dahl, Matilda I grew up watching Matilda weaving magical mischief and changing her life. However, it wasn't until recent years that I actually picked up the book to read. The movie and book,... Continue Reading →
Ink Splatter
I have gotten so used To pencil smudged hands That I had forgotten How satisfying the scent Of ink on page is -Kel Dayheart
Won’t For(get)give
I've got an ax to grind It's made not of steel Or only man-made metal It is crafted from all the words You have spoken to me in anger That you have oh so conveniently forgot -Kel Dayheart
Old Advice
Don't get old I'm told As if it is Something I have a say in -Kel Dayheart
Finis
Maybe today Is the day I've been waiting for Where I will Actually finish something -Kel Dayheart
Reverie
You were a pipe dream I never thought Was really feasible You were just a dream To daydream over Not someone to win I never thought of you In actuality Until I did Until we did -Kel Dayheart
Hoping for Purpose
We are Lost In this world From the moment We are Born To the moment Of death We are Not Going to stop Without a fight -Kel Dayheart
Wishing for Forever
The romanticized lifetime of fame With never ending earthy dwellings That has an eternity worth of aims Before the restlessness clings Always, forever, eternity of future New faces and lives Summertime dims in dying nature And an ancient grief ever gives Seasons change and fade But winter never seems to close And sunset... Continue Reading →
Weighed Down
Wings of grim Can carry no one As depression is A heavy weight -Kel Dayheart
Drained
People want more Of me Than I am Willing to give -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 