I find myself skeptical Of your narrow belief In how the world should work Whoever told you That the world would be fair? -Kel Dayheart
Mischief Wrought
Cheekily, he grins Unrepentant of his mischief Enjoying the chaos he has wrought Waiting eagerly to dance Among the ashes When all has burned -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #28
Baby, you and I Are a bad idea, toxic Radioactive
Day Light
The sun never sets here Day continues on Even as the hours pass Months go by And seasons change Still the sun continues to linger on -Kel Dayheart
Counting Sheep
I'm a white sheep In the wrong herd I'm a black sheep In a sea of white No matter where I go I will not follow blind Or let myself be forced To go in a direction That I did not choose -Kel Dayheart
Piano Wire
You are like a piano wire Delicate, sounds lovely when touched just so But you don't stand out No matter how much you shine in sunlight Deadly when used just so -Kel Dayheart
Distress
Your hand clings to me In this moment of distress I am glad That you are here With me -Kel Dayheart
Hesitation
She hesitates Not quite sure She wants to step Into the spotlight -Kel Dayheart
Nothing to See
Scanning the area I find Nothing Absolutely nothing It's a bit Anticlimactic -Kel Dayheart
Brightness
The brightness of your smile Illuminates the room So very much That I fear I may go blind But what a last image To see -Kel Dayheart
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