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

Týr

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Tīwaz Tīw Týr
One handed war god,
Guardian of Justice and Law,
Gave the Wolf his right hand
As compensation for damages
When he was, by the gods, with Gleipnir bound.

Deywoz Tīwaz Tīw
Dīu Dyeus Zeus

Sky-father reigning before the Alföðr
As Tuesday precedes Wednesday,
A shining sky given over to
The one-eyed warrior poet
And the working-class thunder-clap.

Tīwaz Tvaṣṭṛ Tiwisko
Tius Tio Tuisto
Son of Earth and Sky,
Father of man,
Grandfather of Germans, Goths and Norse,
Angles, Saxons and Jutes,
Danes, Norwegians and Swedes.

And when twilight time falls,
Gleipnir broken; Wōđanaz swallowed whole,
Wolf-children murder the Sun and Moon,
While the one-handed warrior’s laid low
By Hel’s hound, Garmr.

2/23/17

Pronunciation key:
Tīwaz = Two-az
Tīw = Two
Týr = Tear
Gleipnir = Glayp-near

926px-tiwaz_rune-svgDeywoz = Day-woz
Dīu = Dee-you
Dyeus = Day-yoose
Zeus = Zoose
Alföðr = All-father
Tvaṣṭṛ = T-vast-ar
Tiwisko = Two-iss-ko
Tius = Tee-us
Tio = Tee-o
Tuisto = Two-iss-to
Wōđanaz = Woe-than-az (th as in “this”)
Garmr = gar-mur

Image: ‘Tyr and Fenrir’ (1911) by John Bauer (1882–1918). Found on WikiMedia Commons.

Oðinn (haiku)

One-eyed Alföðr
A raven on each shoulder
Great Gungnir in hand

3/21/17

Pronunciation Guide:
ð = th as in father
Oðinn = O-thin
Alföðr = All-fa-ther
Gungnir = Goong-near

Picking Up the Pieces

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After the smoke of Surtr’s sword clears,
Sitting in the still green field of Iðavöllr
Where Asgard once stood,
Oðinn-sons Víðarr and Váli,
Thier nephews, Móði and Magni,
Dragging Mjölnir between them,
Tippin’ their hats as Baldr and Höðr
Arrive from Helheim.
Trading stories and reminiscing of days gone by,
Before Bifröst burned.
Clearing the dirt and soot from Oðinn’s royal chess set,
Planning the first move of the next game.

3/6/17

Pronunciation key
Iðavöllr = Ith-a-voll-er (th as in father)
Oðinn = O-thin (th as in father)
Víðarr = Vie-Thar (th as in father)
Váli = Vall-li
Móði = Moe-thi (th as in father)
Magni = Mag-nee
Mjölnir = Mee-yole-near
Baldr = Bald-er
Höðr = Hoe-thur (th as in father)
Helheim = Hel-haym (Hel Home)

Illustration: “After Ragnarok” by Emil Doepler (1905) Found on Norse Mythology for Smart People: Ragnarok.

Loki Laufeyjarson

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Loki Loptr Lóðurr,
Roaring Hveðrungr,
Trickster lord of air and fire.
Sky walking lie smith
Laufey-son, Jötunn spawn,
Fenrir father, Sleipner mother
Serpent sire, Hel father.
Blood brother to the Alföðr.
Jötnar by birth, Æsir by choice.

Shaving sweet Sif’s head as a joke,
Manipulating Dvegr smithies
To forge a living gold wig for her head,
Create crushing Mjölnir for Þórr’s hand,
and produce other treasures for Asgard.

Dressing in drag with Þórr,
Disguised as Freyja on her wedding day,
To retrieve his stolen hammer from a Jötnar king.

Tricks and games, schemes and jokes
That end in death and pain.
Frigg’s tears at Baldr’s grave,
Loki bound by his son’s intestines,
Sigyn catching the venom
Dripping from the fangs of the snake
Skaði hung over his head,
every hundreth drop burning his forehead,
While she empties her bowl,
Writhing in pain, shaking the ground,
Waiting for the Universe to end.

3/2/17

Pronunciation Key:
Loki = Low-Key
Laufeyjarson = Lau-Fee-yar-son
Loptr = Lof-tur
Lóðurr, = Low-Thur
Hveðrungr = H’veth-run-gur (th as in father) (I think)
Laufey = Lau-fee
Jötunn = Yote-un
Fenrir = Fen-rear
Sleipnir = slape-near
Alföðr = all-father
Jötnar = Yote-nar
Æsir = Ay-seer
Dvegr = D’ve-gur
Mjölnir = M-yole-near
Þórr = Thor
Freyja = Fray-ya
Baldr = Bald-er
Sigyn = sey-gin (hard g as in ground)
Skaði = Ska-thi (th as in father)

Illustration: Loke och Sigyn by Mårten Eskil Winge (1825–1896)

Loki (a tanka)

Loki comes to help
Solve problems he helped create
Expecting reward
Who’s fooled by that sly smile?
Not the one eyed Alföðr

3/1/17

Pronunciation Key:
Loki = Low-key
Alföðr = all-fa-ther (th as in father)

This poem is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Challenge # 23 – HELP & SMILE

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Mother Frigg

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Oh dear Frigg, Oðinn wife,
Bold Baldr and blind Höðr mother,
Are you wise Wodan’s first wife
Or his second?
You’re a mother and you’re of the Earth,
Are you Móðir Jorð, thunder mother?
Are are you lady Freyja, Óðr wife,
Njörðr daughter, Freyr sister,
Mother of treasured daughters,
Hnoss and Gersemi,
Keeper of Fólkvangr field,
Where dwell the half of the honored dead
That don’t belong to Oðinn?

Beloved Æsir Queen, Vanir princess,
Did Wōđanaz wed you to seal the peace?
Did he love you as an
Alföðr loves his Jorð Móðir?
Did his eye see you for who you are?

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Níu Heimar

Níu Heimar, Nine homes,
Nine Worlds the Universe is made.
Through the center Yggdrasil,
The cosmic backbone grows.

At the start there was only
Muspelheim, Niflheim
And the gap in between
Muspelheim, home of world wrecker
Surtr and his Eldjötnar,
Fire giants living in volcanic furnaces
Waiting to break Bifröst to bits.

Icy Niflheim, mist-home,
World of dim darkness and fog
Surrounding Hvergelmir,
Bountiful bubbling spring
—filled by dew drops from the rack
of EikÞyrnir, Valhallan stag—
Where lives Níðhǫggr malice-striker;
From where Elivágar flows,
Feeding the rivers of the worlds.

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