A perfect Friday afternoon The taste of asphalt on the tip of my tongue Sun beating on tanning skin Peals of laughter fills the air Grass stains and pretty weeds Clouds are picturesque in light blue Life regresses to an easier time Wondering on the next free day -Kel Dayheart
Fluttering Flame
Fireflies flutter from the flame Transforming into ashy butterflies Twirling in the night air Warmth of summer in dead of night Breezy tune of woodlands And the forest rejoices -Kel Dayheart
New Day
The Earth breathes in relief In the early evening sun Which shines its last bright beam Relief, the day is done New beginnings start With every rise and fall Of the ever-lasting sun -Kel Dayheart
Wildflower Girl
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Crush
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Golden Hope
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Blackout #168
With a half smile he looked dismissive
Blackout #166
Dreams flare up shifting like magic
Creative Stream
Ink stained hands ache With the shakes That comes from a marathon Of endless creating -Kel Dayheart
Can’t Keep a Secret
You can't help With a surprise If you are Notoriously known As a blabbermouth -Kel Dayheart
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