Worn Muses

Nine muses praised- Worshipped, cast in stone As though to immortalize Their beloved features Time has worn away Their inspiration Fading, like worry stones Constantly in use -Kel Dayheart


To have the favor of a god Is both a blessing and a curse Blessing in the bliss A curse when you realize That you were just a flavor For him to taste and reject -Kel Dayheart


She had a pretty face Like Helen of Troy It could launch a thousand ships It could cause the bloodiest of wars   She had a pretty face And that was her only redeeming feature With a personality of a harpy That could cut much deeper -Kel Dayheart

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