Things seem A bit grim today A grey cast Not so different From the forecast yesterday -Kel Dayheart
Sea Dweller
There is something Elegant in this gentle giant That for all its size It is not a violent being But a calm presence In the deep blue -Kel Dayheart
So, Adieu
So this is it my friend Our time together seems so short in hindsight You have been my faithful companion for years And now I must bid adieu -Kel Dayheart
Marinate
I am wine soaked Marinated To the point Of no rational thoughts -Kel Dayheart
A Drop in the Barrel
I waste my life At the bottom Of coffee cups Of beer bottles Of wine glasses I waste my life But not a drop -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #80
A choreography In motion for a moment An intricate waltz
Blackout #91
You know it's disloyal but you hold nothing back.
Wanting Completion
There is still glory In this brokenness We can find it In the hope That we may be Fixed -Kel Dayheart
Gray Around the Edges
Tinged with gray From every passing year Wiser now Even more so When compared to that So called youthful ignorance -Kel Dayheart
In the Middle
She stops Mid- sentence Mid- word Snaps her jaw shut With a grimace And looks apologetic A great contrast To how enthused she was Just moments ago And I just know That someone, somewhere Told her, her opinion Doesn't matter That she should Shut up That she Doesn't matter -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 