Days of peaceful silence Are hard to find Especially for those like me Where silence can change With one stray thought -Kel Dayheart
Bad Habits
Everyone is hungry From birth to death We want And we consume In a continuous, vicious cycle -Kel Dayheart
Salty
Crocodile tears Do not move me To be sympathetic -Kel Dayheart
Too Many Options
I can't figure out What I want Besides in the vaguest notions That do not help Me to decide Which path to take -Kel Dayheart
Overflowing Drought
Creativity is a faucet Sometimes it's turned On for so long the sink Fills and overflows And other times There isn't a single drop For days -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #150
Waiting for a release.
Haiku #139
Old school gentleman Suit and tie with pocket watch Dozen roses in hand
Up in Smoke
Burnt chocolate Is a great metaphor For my love life
Explosive
I can find no exit In this relationship
Just Because Flowers
He seemed the type Of guy to buy a girl flowers Guess I’ll never know
Fragment of a Figment 