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
End of Summer
The jungle of the wind chimes Weaves through the breeze Carrying to where I am sprawled Trying to catch the last few rays Of a dying summer -Kel Dayheart
Paper Storm
Page by page The storm quiets Raging winds turns Into a billowing breeze Hailing ice turns Into a lively sunshine Crying thousands turn Into a peaceful bunch Page by page People calm the storm That beats inside Until it's nothing but words -Kel Dayheart
Friday Afternoon
A perfect Friday afternoon The taste of asphalt on the tip of my tongue Sun beating on tanning skin Peals of laughter fills the air Grass stains and pretty weeds Clouds are picturesque in light blue Life regresses to an easier time Wondering on the next free day -Kel Dayheart
Fluttering Flame
Fireflies flutter from the flame Transforming into ashy butterflies Twirling in the night air Warmth of summer in dead of night Breezy tune of woodlands And the forest rejoices -Kel Dayheart
New Day
The Earth breathes in relief In the early evening sun Which shines its last bright beam Relief, the day is done New beginnings start With every rise and fall Of the ever-lasting sun -Kel Dayheart
Summer Breeze
Wind chimes chime away
In this slight breeze
Wildflower Girl
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Wander by Wind
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Paper Flowers
Delicate petals inked with delicate words Words of love and hope Growing out towards the light Dirt stained hands reach out To plant these beauties Among the garden walls Pages sprout up Inspiring new ideas From the everlasting paper flowers -Kel Dayheart
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