"mimir" poems
O, dear friends! May I tell
a , tale of Graceful Norse God ?.
Odin or Woden of the Norse Myth
Father of gods and men on Earth
Faced much risk, to help His world
Mimir the God of Knowledge claimed
One of His eyes to share knowledge.
Suffering much studied Woden-
Runes on wood, metal and stone.
Ravens on either side of His shoulder
Fetch the news from far and wide
Thought and memory were two birds
Hugin and Munin they were called.
He got skaldic mead from the Giants
Touch of which makes anyone a poet.
Gracious Odin gave away His skills
To all gods and men of His reign.
Can you be such a heroic leader
To save our sighing Motherland?
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Note:Norse Myth=Mythology of the Scandinavian area. The day of the Woden is Wednesday.
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 10:56 AM UTC
Terror steed.
He drinks from the well
where Mimir’s head
hoards the runes.
His avatars stand in forgotten corners.
I found one in a fragment of green
saved from the sprawl of the Great Wen;
his grey trunk was lightning-scarred,
yet bravely he held up his broken arms,
and under his root, bees were nesting.
Beset by serpents, nibbled by stags,
still he bears up the weight of the world.
Without his breath, the air we breathe
would choke, not nourish. Our lives hang
on his outspread arms, athirst for the sweet
inspiring ale which Bragi brews.
Wisdom’s words
lie in the well;
you must ride the terror-steed to read them,
but the price is high, and few will pay it,
though one eye sees more clearly than two
how when the ash shakes the earth trembles,
and terror-steed bears off the quick and the dead.
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 7:08 PM UTC
Do you look down at me?
Oh, I look up at you!
You! You! You!
Look down at me? Me?
I am nothing, by Ezekiel!
Shut your vagrant mouth.
You close it, like a confounded swine!
My God!
Stop looking down at me!
Not me! Not me!
I am feeling violent today.
Oh, very severe.
You, you, you.
I am feeling like a ruffian.
Today, and other days.
It is not like other days.
Want to be gone today.
Pick at my brain-
Oh, be gone today.
Ah. Ah ahhhhhh
Gone, gone, gone
Go go go
Going to a-go-go
To ****** row
Sweet baby Jezebel
Orange crooner Mimir
Take me to the sempiternal nest
Rest rest rest.
May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 11:33 AM UTC