Games that are played and sometimes lost, Often bring the joy of loss that learns our course. Valkyrie Kari, Garden of the Dragons, Vol. iii
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A lazy summer's day and a long, lost love. Can a poet ask for anything better than a broken heart ordained from above? --the poet; unknown, Orange Room Poems
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Spirit cannot be killed, that's what the harbingers say. Only filled or spilled, and that alone on your appointed day. 'Tis an harrowing hour, when naked souls stand in blazed or putrid breeze, to gain the prize immortal or to the gates of hell must flee. To till or to mill, that is the key. Choose the path of the way to be. Dark Sword Midnight Novel/Poem
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Insanity is often compounded on the multiplicity of simple things, as so often seen in deranged people who have a simple logic all their own. on Kari, Valkyrie, Cold Steel Eternity, Vol. II
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Chapter One: The Dawn and the Dread Heartbeat, heartbeat comes from Valhallan way, To meet down in judgment, to ply its trade. Two →swords← to join in worthy cross, Actions to be rendered, one to be lost. She did come now from ’yond northern slope, A day of reckoning did she again once hope. A devout meeting was her qwesterly bane, To stay her hand was to go insane. St. Kari of the Blade to meet her past, A wicked enemy, peerless of match. Rode Kari she her charger on down, Past the Dead Land where Gaul sat crowned. A killing job, yea, she desired to lastly kill, To set things right so her heart might lie still. Upon the mist and roaring plain, She entered in, a soul uncontained. A fierce wind in deed, and forever freed, Enemies she annihilhates (’tis hur’ creed). Her own advanced guard of a sort, Multitudes to follow in her report. Know this Valkyrie from on cold, An ancient maiden soft and bold. A warrior spirit from Ages past, A fragmented mind like broken glass. Solid in stature this eternal framed being, Yet crippled within from internaled bleedings. A sword saint so refined in the poetic art, A noble character yet with a banshee’s heart. Rhythmed horse now to the beats, Kari emboldened amid the sleet. Beyond the mountain she does come, Unto southern fields wherein rules hot sun. Far from that murderous Deadlands ground, The land up swells; the dead still abound. Traverses she those bygones of leprous civilizations Those cities crumbled by the exhalted of oblivions. Stark traces etched now bare in the land, That are no more again, save dust in the hand. A cool stream now in desert sans (Does more good when one is damned). Stopped she her mount to admire the flow, A lovely stream with skeletons packed below. Blue air whisps; dragon flied motion. Flintsteel striking!!! Sparked of commotion. Cold water chortles rushtish with tint, Told of past carnage, it whetted her glint. Fallen warriors, they are no more, Swirls and eddies mark their discord. Gurgled shouts slung and gathered, Faces glazed while steel lathered. Refreshing though it was to her mouth, She smelled an air; she flared about. Came up that ridge of loud, sanded hill, Below a man and his half-score of kills. Kari’s eyes waxed in smug contempt, Possibilities ran deep with no repent . . . On Kari, Valkyrie, Cold Steel Eternity Vol. II
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Games that are played and always won, Often bring the tragedy of victory And songs that must be sung. Kari, Garden of the Dragons, Vil. III
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