As the world moves With the waxing and waning
Blush
Smoldering look upon his face Watches her walk away With a blush warming her cheeks
Half in Love
He was beautiful In a roguish sort of way
Butterflies
A butterfly storm erupts In the pit of my stomach
Burning Ideas
Ever wanted to burn the world down- Down to its core Rip and tear until we can begin again Create something better Something more ideal -Kel Dayheart
Lullaby
Sing me to sleep And catch the nightmares That dare to plague my mind Lull me into a dreamless sleep So I may finally rest -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #23
Love is love is love No more, but when it is true Unconditional
Up
Shut up and sit up Better listen up now or You will never stand Up to make a difference So what are you going to do? -Kel Dayheart
In a Slump
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
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
Fragment of a Figment 