Blackout #205

I just can't get my mind round all this. Silly of her -Kel Dayheart

Scrapped

Scribbling along Only to scrap it Nothing seems to come Out right -Kel Dayheart

I'm trying to write But my muse Is a temperamental bitch At the best of times And this time Is not one of them -Kel Dayheart

How is it that a simple change in scenery can inspire Such a frenzy of writing -Kel Dayheart

I want to paint The world in my colors Until it makes Some sort of sense -Kel Dayheart

Inscribble away I know no other Way to live -Kel Dayheart

I am made Of fragmented words Waiting to be written -Kel Dayheart

Artist's state of mind, small wonder awakens. -Kel Dayheart

A thought, undared. -Kel Dayheart

Poetry is a small wonder -Kel Dayheart