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

Know your times and its designs. Swordplay is exacting. Thrus, be shrewd with your jianqizhe “swordpraying.” A lot is needed.

Valley of the DamnedCh. One: Dark Storm Rising’Tis said giants grapple in the Earth so deep,To contend for souls that they might keep.

A Florescent Floral Acrostic:Flowerevelation 777.777 – Goldenrod– Cosmos– Red-Hot Poker– Beardtongue– Marguerite– Beebalm– Speedwell– Cotoneaster-----------------=’s God Rules.– Learn to see His sparkling hidden secrets which are abundantly made manifest in the ordinary.

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

The tenacious delicacy of genius is often found in the most obscure corners of the world. --Thomas Kannon, The Lady and the Samurai

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

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

Games that are played and always won,Often bring the tragedy of victoryAnd songs that must be sung. Kari, Garden of the Dragons, Vil. III