A Collection of Norse Inspired Verse.

Longest day of the year.

Ever spurring the firy eye
Sol flees Skoll
And thus the judgement day.
To Ragnorok
The wyrd-winds blow.
Nott holds no sway.

 

 

Thunor makes his hammer sing.
Striking jotuns, his ancient foe.
Forging from the ever-ring
Mid-gards gardens,
Ash-kins brutal home.

Hear now!
The battle maidens ride tonight.
Odin-rage dripping from there blades.
The Valkyrie on fearful steads do stride.
The spear-brides bearing the warriors prize.
A place at the end-all fight.

Stout be your hearts!
Axes ring sharp.
The grim howl of the Val-hal harp.
Calls the hero home tonight
Only to dine with ol Garm-feast bright.
And wait for the Gjalarhorns-plight.

Old Odin sat in his one-eye hall.
The two who knew
Past and present flew.
Dire-times the blood-path soaked.
Haunting hollow hill and dale.
Mid-gard-men frail, pale
Die like wheat on the reapers nail.

Transceived now home in Val-hal light.
The spear-groom suffers
The kiss of his wife.
The worm-taste heavy
Clay-hole full.
But the corpse home is not
Where the spirit now roams.

Red-rain showers warriors brave,
Foe men fall.
The Iron-grass has its Gore-water
One-eye blesses his battle slaves

Life-drink slick the shining plane
Raven thick, feasting away,
No care who won the day
The last Wound-dead groans in pain
Val-hall has it's pay.