She was vaguely aware. The images floating above the blank spaces.
Soulless
I try so hard But it all falls flat Paper thin Without meaning- Without soul I might as well Stop writing -Kel Dayheart
Priceless
If a picture Is worth A thousand words How much Is a poem Worth? A poem When written Just right Can evoke Such beautiful images That only the mind can see So what is it Worth? -Kel Dayheart
Unmotivated
Motivation Or lack thereof It does not help To have a name For what I need When I cannot Scrounge up enough To do something about it -Kel Dayheart
Unspoken not Unheard
She gave me a look From over her shoulder That spoke volumes more Than she could ever say -Kel Dayheart
Word Choice
It's impossible No, no Just improbable My dear As they say Nothing is impossible -Kel Dayheart
Paper Thin
I make love to the page But it is an unrequited love And I find no comfort Only paper cuts -Kel Dayheart
Unexperienced
Sometimes I feel Like such a fake As I string together Words and create scenes That I, myself, Have never experienced -Kel Dayheart
Starry- Eyed
A star-gazer Is a universe questioner Because you cannot gaze Upon the stars And not be filled With a sense of wonder -Kel Dayheart
Missing
Jolt of missing a step Sends a shock Up and down my spine As if I have forgotten Something important Something necessary -Kel Dayheart
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