"mjolnir" poems
It was dark past seeing....his pupils like cavernous maw,could find not one glimmer..one chard of light in Asgard's canope.
Like a strand of golden hair, lonley comet broke the night and streaked the darkness, light years away long dead before a vision in his mind as he sat high in heavens perch a hammer
Rested on his knees.
Thunder rumbled
Years below
Quick light flashed
Above.
To fall to Earth once
More.
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
Tis with a smile and high regards
I tell the tale of Thor son of Asgard
With a strong and a firm physique
But not much wit of to speak
Bore his mighty hammer Mjolnir
Almost on par with his father spear
The dangerous lance known as Gungnir
Thor smote monsters from far and near
Frost giants and the serpent Jormungadr
With hammer in hand he stomped and smash
Bone and flesh broke like brittle glass
Each battle was greater than the last
Etched in mythology for all who would ask
Now who beyond that could compare to
The mighty feats that Thor would do
Without the power of thunder and lightening
Another hero fell beasts just as frightening
Built like Thor with a similar mind
To crush and **** the beast of his time
Just like Thor he bore the curse
Of a strangely epic kind of birth
With so much to live up to
What was a demigod to do
For all his might he was tragic figure
Accidentally poisoned by his own lover Deianira
Shortly after completing his twelve deadly labors
Labors done in the name of sweet repentance
For the ****** of family he sought penitence
Still that is a tale that many know far too well
Thus I leave you this in comparison
Though I think they would have been good friends
Warriors till the brutal and ****** end
I wonder in a fight who would win
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 11:14 AM UTC
You leaned in close and said,
"There is no lull before the storm"
You warned me about the wrath of gods like you,
That you were born with lightning inside
And this is why when you cry,
A terrible flood sweeps across the land
I hold you near and the earth is shaking beneath our feet
You said, "You are the lull before the storm,"
And you kiss me like thunder, you kiss me hard
That I am a mountain leveled flat
And this is why your heart is not mine –
That when I leave,
I cannot take it with me
Like Mjolnir in Thor’s hand,
A heart is like a hammer
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 9:07 PM UTC
Thor, god of thunder
Take your Mjolnir and defend me from my demons
As you defended Asgard
From Giants and all other evil
Swing your hammer at my eternal foe
May they die with your mighty swing
And I, who needn’t lay low anymore
Shall enjoy the blessings of the peaceful Spring
Apr 21, 2021
Apr 21, 2021 at 6:16 AM UTC
Sedation
The only docility I know
A fire fueled by memories
Ascends from below
Impossible at most times not to show
Mangled
Self description at its best
The weight of mjolnir is firm on my chest
A punishment of the mind cursed to never rest
A crippled crow confined to its nest
Self pity
The most disgusting trait of all
Oh, but how much sweeter when you finally fall
Enthralled in a thro that ended at a wall,
A ceiling, a room, enclosed on all sides
Panic sets in human self has died
Animal
I never viewed it the same again
Aging, remembering pain within
Enhancing a view point that wont give in
I hate it all now. The earth, these people, this body I live in
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC