It seems to creep Upon me in a sweep Leaving me to weep -Kel Dayheart
Thoughtless
The more I drink The less I think So bartender, Pour me another -Kel Dayheart
Mad Music
Sway to the musical poetry in the air Brings forth a mysterious craving The lullaby moving an addictive desire One only showing a passion’s fire But with the heart of a liar Life is never fair When all its people are madly raving -Kel Dayheart *Repost
Surreal
A fox in socks Is not the most ridiculous Sight I have ever seen Such as that most surreal day As I saw There was a pig in a wig -Kel Dayheart
Antics
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Dance it Away
We'll take this dance movement by movement Until they will applause in amusement Don't wait or you'll lose the moment Slow and steady wins, but that doesn't mean To stop all together, it is a working machine Keep moving, moving or else it's in-between For we keep in step to the time And... Continue Reading →
Eunoia
The mind is a wonderous and winsome place That reflects all aspects of our lives Thoughts echo through the head at their own pace Everything ends up cataloged in our archives We envision all possible results And consider the consequences of our actions Which can help to quell the impulse To just satisfy our... Continue Reading →
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
Fragment of a Figment 