Haiku #166

The darkest of nights Will eventually become The brightest mornings

Reading the Signs

Maybe I should Take this as an Omen But I have never been The superstitious type -Kel Dayheart

Dressed as she was She emobodied All the doubts I'd ever had About my own worth -Kel Dayheart

Babe, I wish I could write us Into a duet That is so harmoonized You can't tell There are two of us -Kel Dayheart

As we try to put out the fires We don't notice the sparks That are not quite snuffed And snuck away To continue causing chaos -Kel Dayheart

New start, new venture Does that mean New me Or do I still continue The same as before? -Kel Dayheart

I'm walking into madness With silence all around me All I want to do Is shout and scream Until the men in white coats Come for me -Kel Dayheart

Raise my glass In a toast To my destruction May it come Swift and soon -Kel Dayheart

There is something Vulnerable and raw in His blue gaze tonight

Don't feel guilty Cutting ties With people Who won't miss you Anyway -Kel Dayheart