Winter

A winter's day Biting chill Sweeps around me   Winter day Frosting ice Tangled mess   A winter's day Fogged breath Puffing along -Kel Dayheart

Road Signs

Over used pathway I know where you lead The signs are posted The road well evened by ware No surprises as you cruise along   But what's the point There's not life without risk But that road won't lead you anywhere Just a path that cycles on and on Never renewing or changing   If given... Continue Reading →

Flying

I over look the edge With wind whipping around Dizzy from a falling sensation No more steps left Unless I want to fly -Kel Dayheart

Mother’s Child

Mother Earth has evolved So much since the early days Where Man wasn't even in existence   In the early years Lush greens and colorful hues assaulted the eyes With beauty in the natural form   Mother Earth at ripe old age Has been abused and defaced By her child called Man -Kel Dayheart

Prowling Howls

As the creature prowls It hears a great howl That makes its great jowl Open to form fierce-some growls It could almost be called a scowl Upon its face. The peace is now a foul Heard in the distance hoots of owls -Kel Dayheart

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