To some Language makes us superior As though the scribbles written Upon deaden trees make us more- More than "common" animal   But does not the owl hoot? Nor the "common" wolf call out? Language is no more or less Than sounds made up And put into a system   Language is meant to Communicate... Continue Reading →

Finding my Voice

Words hate me When I go to speak Out loud And soon the hate Is mutual And I stay silent   Words adore me And I them When written Out on every scrap Of paper Until it all comes pouring out   I may be silent But I will not be silenced -Kel Dayheart

Cannot Detect Language

Nothing makes sense And I'm trying To understand the impossible It's like translating Without knowing the original language Nor which language you're changing to -Kel Dayheart

Quote of the Week #18

So I don't think I've mentioned it here, but I'm attempting to learn German. And while looking into it you learn all sorts of things. Although I won't bore you guys with the details (I enjoyed it). I started looking into proverbs and I found one I thought I'd share. Wer rastet, der rostet. He... Continue Reading →

Unknown Syllables

There is something to be said About going to places That speak different languages Where the words make no sense And the sounds from foreign tongues Washes over you like music The meaning may be lost But you can still fall in love With unknown syllables -Kel Dayheart

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