Head Held High

The queen bows Her head in sorrow But never for long It is her duty To keep going forward With her eyes Wide open -Kel Dayheart


Everything you touch  Turns to sterling  When all you ever wanted was  Gold  -Kel Dayheart

Damsels in Demand

The hero is always cut From the same cookie mold In tales of old Always a robust and rugged man Quick to the draw Light on his feet And determined to win the damsel   I'm tired of the same old story Being spoon-fed down my throat Where are all the fierce heroines? Who needs... Continue Reading →

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