Sunday Poetry

Dreaming...

How does it feel

to know you're not real.

Just an image, a face

trying to learn your place.

Do you know that

you fade in and out.

Afraid to stay too long

afraid to belong.

Like ice on the ground

you crack when you're down.

But you melt my heart

setting you apart.

Real or dreaming

I can never tell.

Would you be there

if I fell?

- K. Pettit

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QUESTION

So many times I've stumbled and fallen through my days,

having to hide my thoughts and cast them away.

The thought of you tears at me, my heart always aches.

Only to remember we are strangers and longing turns to self hate.

I want to cry, I want to smile,

to believe there was a reason,

for my thoughts of you to change with the seasons.

Is this fate, the universe, telling me to wake up?

- K.P. from my upcoming novel Melody.

MELODY BOOK ONE - OUT JUNE 2016

'Eloise makes some big life decisions, moving away from everything she's ever known to the small town of Rockferry. She meets James and discovers a hidden world lurking in the woods. James reluctantly shows her his enchanted world is not so enchanting under the surface. But Eloise has fallen hard for James with little regard for the danger she is putting herself in. Will she survive the fall?'

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Weekend Ponderings

I often sit and random little thoughts pop into my head, and somehow I manage to make sense of them - this poem is one such pondering...

Question

So many times I've stumbled and fallen through my days,

having to hide my thoughts,

to cast them away.

The thought of you tears at me,

my heart always aches,

only to remember we are strangers,

longing turns to self hate.

I want to cry, I want to smile,

to believe there was a reason,

for my thoughts of you,

to change with the season's.

- KaylenePettit2016

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