Winter as cold as it is Is always received warmly As it is a time To celebrate -Kel Dayheart
Burning Bright
Stars are out in full effect Just to try and compete With her eternal beauty -Kel Dayheart
Hibernate
This winter I wish To cocoon myself in warmth And not emerge again Until there is no chill Left in the air -Kel Dayheart
Autumn
The orange of the pumpkin field Can be seen for acres
Witch Hunt
I'm just waiting For pitchforks to appear In this mass panic
Gray Vision
Gray days depress me More than anything else -Kel Dayheart
Nothing but Ash
The world is on fire And no one cares To fix it -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #166
The darkest of nights Will eventually become The brightest mornings
White Noise
Crickets chirp in the background Like white noise Lulling me to sleep On this summer's evening -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #165
Rather turn back time Relive this moment over And over again
