Twilight Visions

A one-armed Odin-eyed
Mad martyr prophet
Stands at the edge of the abyss,
Visions of the White Wyrm
Strangling creation; swallowing time.

Twilight stars fall,
Diamonds plunged in velvet night,
Grandsons kill grandfathers
Before fathers are conceived,
Chaos and Paradox burn
The charred corpse of causality.
Yesterday, today; tomorrow
Collapse on themselves
Folding into singularity:
The final moment.

Wolves loose their chains,
Feasting on Sun, Moon and Sky.
Darkness & silence fall.
The Question left unanswered.

7/6-7/9/17

This poem was originally published on The Ink Owl on 8/28/17 as part of his writing prompt challenge using the phrase ‘Into the Deep I Plunge’ to create a fantasy based piece.

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5 thoughts on “Twilight Visions

    • Thanks, Allie! I’m glad you like it. I’ve always been facinated with the imagery and story of Ragnarok for many reasons. This particular piece was actually partially inspired by a Doctor Who book I was reading that described a legend of the end of the universe, which itself seemed a bit inspired by Norse Mythology anyway. The two kind of melded in my brain–SciFi in mythological language– and produced this, spurred on by Ink Owl’s prompt.

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