Sadly the future is shifting.
Haiku #166
The darkest of nights Will eventually become The brightest mornings
Con Man
He was old school Black and white Back alley Charlaton Who should have been Easy to spot But somehow He still made A living out there -Kel Dayheart
Reading the Signs
Maybe I should Take this as an Omen But I have never been The superstitious type -Kel Dayheart
Losing Self Worth to Other’s Ideals
Dressed as she was She emobodied All the doubts I'd ever had About my own worth -Kel Dayheart
White Noise
Crickets chirp in the background Like white noise Lulling me to sleep On this summer's evening -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #165
Rather turn back time Relive this moment over And over again
Harmony
Babe, I wish I could write us Into a duet That is so harmoonized You can't tell There are two of us -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #178
She found entire pages strewn across a field, lost.
Star Boy
Tracing his freckles Like constellations They make a pretty picture That only make sense To the creator -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 