She seemed as docile As a doll Impassive and unimpressed But one word Can bristle her up And having her fighting As fiercely as any tiger -Kel Dayheart
Can You Hear Me?
Little blue bird Chirps its song To all that will Listen for a moment -Kel Dayheart
Public Face
He was suave And debonair In his appearance only But he was A rogue at heart -Kel Dayheart
Future Investments
Work for something- Some goal to accomplish Or you invest in nothing And there will be No proof of your integrity -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #48
Spain heat, island beaches Paris nights, London's rain The traveler roams
Threadbare
Patchwork stitches String together these moments Held with the thinnest thread They still keep without snapping -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #59
They were together but growing tension left them nothing.
Gray Day
Take shelter from the rain It's a dreary gray out The clouds rumble threateningly But worry not For soon the sun will come And shine once more -Kel Dayheart
Pragmatic
Realistic in your approach You always seem so practical When faced with any issue Never putting up with nonsense Down- to- earth Feet planted firm No time for your head To be in the clouds Matter- of- fact down to the bone -Kel Dayheart
Despairing Generation
An era of despair That errors on a thread of caution Seeking fortunes lost to time By misfortune luck The script is desolate And reeks of bad grammar Woe is those that understand That this is the age of despair _Kel Dayheart
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