Shades of blue smeared Across the canvas space In chaotic swirls That is somehow elegant Enough to be reproduced Thousands of times Trying to capture the same Feel of the first -Kel Dayheart
Bad Habits
Everyone is hungry From birth to death We want And we consume In a continuous, vicious cycle -Kel Dayheart
Too Many Options
I can't figure out What I want Besides in the vaguest notions That do not help Me to decide Which path to take -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #150
Waiting for a release.
Just Because Flowers
He seemed the type Of guy to buy a girl flowers Guess I’ll never know
His Perfection
Sleek lines Tailored to perfection Not a hair out-of-place T's are crossed I's are dotted My god, my hands itch To reach out And blur those lines Pull of the suit Drag my hands through his hair To leave my mark On his perfection -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #149
Knowledge not ignorance
Awe Inspiring
Sleight of hand A turn of phrase At the drop of a hat Blink and you miss it Tricks of the trade Awe-inspiring Until you learn to see The fishing wire Hidden panels Cards up sleeves Then all is lost -Kel Dayheart
Self Worth
Why do we Put so much
Breakup Playlist
This February we're going in a different direction. Usually, I use this time to post love poems but this year I decided to go with heartbreak. I'll have a double post every day until Valentine's. Haikus and blackout will continue on their normal schedule. For all my fellow singles this Valentine's, enjoy! -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 