He lives in squalor Not because he has no choice But because he believes he deserves it Guilt weighs heavily Upon his slumped shoulders He wilts with its deadweight -Kel Dayheart
Huff of a Sigh
Blonde, tousled hair Falls just in front of his gorgeous eyes With a huff of a sigh He pushes it away Just to repeat the action again A few moments later -Kel Dayheart
Happy Birthday Lord Byron!
Lord Byron was an English poet part of the Romantic movement. He is considered an influential part of the movement. Though he had a relatively short life, he is still well read today. I can't say that I have read much of his work I do love "She Walks in Beauty". She walks in beauty,... Continue Reading →
Billowing Smoke
She raises a flippant hand And flicks her ash without a care The smoke billows with every exhale Who cares for others? When you maintain your look With painted lips that smirk Around her cancer stick -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #22
I have a notion A sneaking suspicion deep Down that you're lying
Balancing Act
The dynamics of the world Are weighed by an old-fashioned scale That only needs a feathered touch To tip further in one direction So be very careful That it isn't your touch With which the scale is tipped -Kel Dayheart
Flower Child
Be my buttercup You bright-eyed flower child You can still be wild and free Just bring me along for the ride -Kel Dayheart
Posture
Stand tall Don't slouch No matter what Eyes forward Shoulders back Feet planted Even if Your back breaks From the pressure -Kel Dayheart
Crumble
I watch my whole world Crumble under your hands As you walk away There isn't a hint of remorse Or even a glance back I have lost everything And you barely notice As you keep on going Moving on with your life Even as I crumble completely -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 