I am made Of fragmented words Waiting to be written -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #181
Poetry is a small wonder -Kel Dayheart
Night Time Musing
Full moon gleams And twinkles in the distance Illuminates the land although it's far past midnight All should be in bed However, I can't help but stare Out my open window To breathe in the night scene. -Kel Dayheart
Scribble Away
Scribbles in a coffee shop Do not make them Any better, any worse Than those scribbled in my room -Kel Dayheart
Scenic
Ideas float around my head Taking their time reaching my pen They like to take the scenic route -Kel Dayheart
Matchbox Thoughts
I carry a matchbox In my pocket For anytime I need to light My inspiration -Kel Dayheart
Edit
I forgot how it felt To feel confident to write Straight into a journal Without feeling the need To constantly edit myself Before all the words stream -Kel Dayheart
Nothing to do
This rain is depressing But at least it's stopping me From doing anything But write -Kel Dayheart
