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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Staring into the Flames

Dedicated to the brave men and women fighting all the wild fires in Oregon
(And everywhere!)

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Raging fires of Muspelheim
Flaming sword of Surtr,
Gentle beautiful glow
Of destruction peers over the ridge.

A brigade of brave warriors,
Oath sworn to Móðir Jorð,
Stand ready in defense
Of her ancient holy lodge,
Prepared to give no quarter
And surrender no ground,
Facing down the Eldjötnar
And sons of Muspel,
Tearing through the forests of Freyja,
Burning Miðgarð black.

Oðinn’s army,
Children of Ash and Elm,
Siblings of Oak and Fir,
Stand at the edge of Ragnarok
Without fear.

9/5/17

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Pronunciations:
Muspelheim = Moo-spell-haym
Móðir Jorð = Moe-thear Yorth (Th as in father) – “Mother Jorð (Earth)”
Eldjötnar = Eld-Yote-nar
Freyja = Frey-ya
Miðgarð = Mith-garth (Th as in Father)
Oðinn = Oh-thin (TH as in Father)
Ragnarök = Rag-na-rock

Pictures are of the Elk Creek Fire currently burning (September ’17) along the Columbia River in Oregon.

Endings

Heimdall’s horn,
Horn of Gondor
Slow gong of the Cloister Bell
Ringing from the depths of the TARDIS.
A call to arms,
Sent from the watchtower on the bridge,
Across the lands of Asgard,
A cry for help
Echoing the shores of Nen Hithoel,
From Amon Hen to Minas Tirith.
The halflings are gone,
The Enemy advances,
Twilight is dawning,
This is the end,
But the moment has been prepared for.

8/25/17

Anticipating the Eclipse

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Ash in the air,
Smoke in the sky
Casting a jaundice hue
Across the high desert plains.

Sól is scared and nervous,
Constantly on the run from
Wild warg Sköll Fenrir-son,
Fated to swallow her whole,
When twilight falls on Asgard.

Rumors fly that the end is nigh,
Darkness shall fall upon the Earth,
The gods will fall where they stand,
All else awaiting rebirth.

Yet rumors lie, it cannot be denied,
Perhaps brother Máni
Is just driving too close
In the passing lane?

Redmond, Oregon – 08/19/2017

Pronunciation Key for Old Norse words:
Sól = soul (Old Norse, ‘sun’)
Sköll = Skole (Rhymes with “toll”)
Fenrir = FEN-rear
Máni = MAH-nee (Old Norse, ‘moon’)

Illustration: “The Wolves Pursuing Sol and Mani” (1909) by J. C. Dollman. Found at WikiMedia Commons.

Óðrœrir (a Tanka)

Kvasir, the wisest
Born of Æsir and Vanir
Slain by jealous dwarves
Blood brewed into honey-wine:
Óðinn’s mead of poetry.

8/15/17

Pronunciation key and notes:
ð = “th” and in this
Óðrœrir = Oh-thur-or-ear (Old Norse, “Stirrer of Inspiration,” another name for the Mead of Poetry).
Kvasir = Kvas-ear (A Norse god created from the spittle of the Æsir and Vanir and considered the wisest of all creatures).
Æsir = Ice-ear (The Norse gods)
Vanir = Va-near (Another tribe of Norse gods)
Óðinn = oh-thin (Odin, leader of the Æsir)
You can read more about the Mead of Poetry here.

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge #46 – #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: HONEY & WINE. I descided, given this week’s prompt words, to combine three of my favorite things: Tanka, Norse Mythology, and Mead!

Burrowers in the Deep

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Đwerȝaz, Twerg,
Dweorg, Dvergr,
Dvergar, Dwarrows,
Dwarfs; Dwarves

Svartálfar,
Ælfar who prefer the dark to the day,
Cave living,
Mine working,
Excavating precious gems and minerals
For their smiths.
Hammers, spears,
And enchanted golden wigs
Exported to Asgard?

Born of the blood of Brimir
And the bones of Bláinn,
Or maggots burrowing
In the flesh of Ymir’s corpse?

Dwellers of the dark fields of Niðavellir,
Mystic Myrkheim, darkness home,
In the comfort of the caves of Svartálfheim?
Short, stocky, ill tempered craftsmen,
Working the mines of Moria
In ancient Khazad-dûm?
Diminutive Disney dwarfs,
Thatch roof cottage in the Enchanted Forrest
Whistling their way to work?
Or massive men bearing the weight
Of the vault of the sky,
Scooped out jötunn skull,
On broad shoulders
Standing on the four corners
Of the compass rose?

8/8-8/9/17

Pronunciations and Notes
Đwerȝaz – Thwer-yaz (“th” as in father, Hypothetical Proto-Germanic)
Twerg – (Old High German)
Dweorg – Dwey-org (Old English)
Dvergr – D-verg (Old Norse)
Dvergar – D-verg-ar (Old Norse, plural)
Dwarrows – Hypothetical plural of Dwarf coined by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Dwarves – Alternate plural for “dwarf” popularized by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Svartálfar – Svart-al-far (Old Norse, “Black elves.” Used in the Eddas to refer to Dwarves).
Ælfar – Aylf-ar (A combination of the Old English ælf and the Old Norse plural alfar, Elves)
Brimir- Bry-meer
Ymir – Eye-Meer
Niðavellir – Nitha-vell-ear (“th” as in father)
Myrkheim – Merk-haym
Svartálfheim – Svart-alf-haym (“Black Elf-Home”)
Khazad-dûm – Kha-zad-doom (“kh” as in backhand, A Dwarvish realm in Tolkien’s Middle-Earth).
Jötunn – Yote-un (Old Norse, Giant)

The Runes at the top of the poem are the Cirth for Khazad, the Tolkien-Dwarves name for themselves.

A Shadow Falls

A shadow falls over Miðgarðr
From deep in the eastern mountains
To the western shores.
A light shines from Ælfheimr
Bearing the flame of Truth,
Beacon to the free peoples of Mannheimr
To stand against the Darkness
At the gates of doom.

The fight may be futile,
But the fight must be fought.
To die doing right,
Than to live surrendered to might.

8/5-8/6/17

Pronunciation Key
Miðgarðr = mith-garth (“th” as in father), Old Norse meaning the “middle yard,” or “middle enclosure” (refers to the world of men)
Ælfheimr = Ayf-haym, from the Old Norse meaning “Ælf (Elf) home”
Mannheimr = Man-haym, from the Old Norse meaning “Man (Human) home”

High, Just As High; Third (a Tanka)

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Odin, Vili; Ve
Wōðanaz, Wiljô, Wīhą
Slayed and flayed Ymir
Crafted Asgard and Midgard
Breathed life into Ash and Elm.

4/9/17

Poem #10 for National Poetry Writing Month (aka #NaPoWriMo)

Pronunciation key:
Vili = Ve-Lee
Ve = Vey
Wōðanaz = Wo-than-az (th as in father)
Wiljô = Wil-yo
Wīhą = Why-ha
Ymir = Eye-meer

Image: 
Odin and his brothers create the world by Lorenz Frølich (1820–1908)

Dreams of Poems Already Written

Allen was in Asgard reciting America and
Singing the Buddhist Bible Blues for All-Father Odin
While Bobby and Baldr compared notes concerning
Daily dreams of darkness, depression, and death.
Byron rode up and down Bifröst bridge
Writing a poem about Don Juan
(No, not that one, the new one!)
Marcus Aurelius read the mythologies of Midgard,
Studied philosophy with Plato,
Admiring the stoicism of Socrates,
As Rimbaud wrote rhyming prose about Ragnarök,
Containing nothing but the truth,
Delivering it to Valhalla for the consideration of
Siddhartha, Thor and Wōđanaz.

4/2/17

Poem #3 for National Poetry Writing Month (aka #NaPoWriMo)

The Promise of the Runes

 

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Looking at reflections in jagged shards
of a shattered mirror,
The fall of twilight’s shadow
grows ever nearer,
But when you see the reaping angel
There’s no real reason to fear her.
Remember the words and visions
of the blind Nordic seer
The promises made of runes
sworn on the life of Sleipnir:
Bridges will burn, stars will fall,
Witness it with your own eyes.
Life wanes, blood flows,
Darkness alone fills the skies.
Smoke will settle, the fires cool,
And the Sun will once again rise.

3/29/17

Note: Sleipnir is pronounced “Slayp-near”

Image:  Sleipnir, Odin’s eight-legged horse by Mike Craghead