Shadows linger and consumes all Darkness with absent light
Black
Gravely Gray
Gravel in his voice Granite stone for heart
Gray
Gray security encircles No black and white
Blinding Faith (White)
Peaceful dove flies gracefully across the pale sky With childlike innocence staring in wonder
White
Pure grace surrounds the soul The dove's fluttering wings
Color Series
Are you excited?
Tired Ramble
Rub the sand out of my eyes And try to focus Writer's block is at it again. -Kel Dayheart
My Old Journal
Weather- worn tatters Loved for its memories Though it isn't written there I still remember The first page Used to stand bare Scared to write on But oh so tempting Nicks and bangs Showing the places It has lived Though you won't understand New isn't always better Familiar, old friend Sitting on... Continue Reading →
Half Remembered
I snuffle down into my pillow to chase after half remembered dreams that dance at the edge of my conscience leaving me lethargic and lazy -Kel Dayheart
lost
so many lost poems lost loves lost moments my god so many lost ideas the words flowed too fast making the stream flow into an ocean so vast that I cannot contain it I don't want to as it should go freely -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 