T.Byron K. 2013


Project End of Days began in 1999 as a poetry project that spanned several decades at that time. The collection of poetry by T. Byron K. was mostly in hand written form still at that time with the exception of the published manuscript for Poems of The Infinite Dream. Project End of Days was turned into a book in 2005 in an attempt to capture the slow progress of translating the 13 volumes of hand written poems into manuscript form. By 2020 the blog at LiveJournal had over 1000 poems from the collections of Notebook Poems, Faith of Heart, Poems of the Infinite Dream, Wish List, Midnight Poems, The River of Swans, Advent Alpha, Advent Omega, The Beginning of The End, Light & Shadow, Va. West Va. Poems and Vandalia. This revision of Project End of Days is a comprehensive view of over 30 years of poetry and an attempt to archive this substantial volume of work in a single frame.

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Visitors here will be able to view a cross section of poetry
spanning over 30 years.
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To Begin

I like to give myself a safe place to start writing or painting.
I will create sketches & notes that are an approximation of an idea.
The final poem or painting that they produce may end up being quite
different, but the important thing is to allow yourself to begin.
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​I remember starting out back in 1985 in a local cover band (The Stand) and even then there seemed to be more off campus places to hold a show. After being in a short lived band with Will Simmons of Milkbadger and Bees Make Honey, I was asked to join Crayon as a singer in '89 (before the band became Blindspot). That was an amazing time and my exposure to the artists in that band (Scott Flory, Duncan Macomber and Yax Lacey) proved invaluable. I also ended up meeting my drummer of over 20 years in that band (Doug Eagle V.) and after a period of time in an alt rock band called Dirty Pictures (featuring D.W. Baugh on drums and Adam Hodge on Guitars), Doug and I began recording performance poetry using a 4 track as The Spooks in early '93. At that point we focused on doing XYZ benefits and local gallery performances and they have been our primary venues since then. We have worked/recorded with a few guitarists (also under the name the Spiritworld and Spectral Arts).


Crayon was a major template for us in later bands and the first band in which I was encouraged to actually sing my poetry during performances. Joining the band was something like being asked to play in Nirvana at the time for local musicians. Crayon gave us new courage to move forward and explore in later bands as well and there would never have been a Spooks/Spiritworld had we not had some role in Crayon in our early days together. We had somewhat of a (surprise) Crayon reunion this evening at our studio when Scott Flory arrived with his guitar (our last jam together was in 1993 with Duncan Macomber on Bass and Butch Lazorchek on drums). I mentioned to Scott that I had been trying to tell my band mates the significance of our early work with Crayon for years, but after he played a few songs with our group I think they understood. Crayon was a band that changed our lives forever.


-T. Byron Kelly
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Books of Poetry/Poems

Good books of poetry & poems are really eternal as William Blake and
Jim Morrison noticed; they are not to be read just once like a library book,
but meant to be lived with and read many times over.

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The Beginning of The End

The rain
soaked roses
all fade into a
last promise
of Summer/
High searching
Crows resound
into grey
& majestic columns
of cloud
just beyond
last light.
By darkfalling
the rain was
surely as sad
as Longfellow's
cold tears
sent [again]
of Heaven.

T.Byron K. 2013

The Beginning of The End

Wandering mists
greet me like
chilled ghosts
on my way home
before midnight/
Beside an empty
garden gate
the fragile petals
are newly scattered
w/in a tender rain.
The forgotten firefly
may still signal

T.Byron K. 2013


Faith in nothingness is still a belief- It just ends with oblivion and the self exaltation and absorption that put one there.


T.Byron K. 2013

Poems Written In Heaven

I remember William Blake considered that all of his poems were already written in Heaven beforehand, all he had to do was be open enough in his imagination to receive them. Bukowski also talks about poetic inspiration “like waiting for the next bus to arrive”.