A Few Short Verses.

Let the moon kiss you goodnight.
Follow the stars
The dream-road guide.
Lose yourself in that light.
Drift away far
From this earth and its plight.

Longest day of the year.

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

Solstice poem rewrite.

The corn-maid cries eternal
for the sun-king.
to burn away sins of may.
Ha! For the longest day.
Fare well once again to the lifeless spring.



The champions fiery chariot
chased by winters sting.
Who's cold breath chilling creeps,
To freeze the flora to sleep.

But the champion comes for his maiden,
ever riding the ring.