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Hermes Varini Jun 2021
The Airn-Wanderer:

WÆPEN WUNDUM SUNDORGENGA

Waes Ah! Waes Ah, noo!
Beguid! an’ Greatly, unco Greatly Hye, IT!
Wi'in Abysmal-Deep Primal Fyre, IT!
Great Fair Thor's Orrah!
Lookin’ yondir! lookin’ yondir, noo!
Afore avidly, unco avidly
Drank hynne Ah! Great Warlike Orrah!
The Gowblat o’ Noble Precious Gowd Shimmerin':
Gleamin’ further, IT! Ane an' the Same, hynne!
Wi' the Verra Glare frae Bein' o' Power Supreme!
Gift Invincibly Purified IT, hynne!
Thad Enraged Wotan’s ain Verra Chalice o’ mine,
An’ Toast frae Hye-HEREHAND!
Great, in Fyre Ragin' noo, Ullr's Orrah!
Frae Noble Valhalla Rairan Deep
Wi’ ITS Metal Fiery Soul, hynne!
Orra Skye-Substance, orra Skye-Schorcin’ o’ mine!
Noo, verra unco! Core-Martially stylle grabbin’,
Wi’ Black Leather Glove
O’ Total Dazzlin’, an' Verra, Verra ​Core-Abysmal, IT!
Whyte-War, hynne!

ÞUNORE HWÍT CEALLA,

Fyre-Flowin’, the Verra Northumbrian Mead!  
Livin’, Tasty wi’ Pow’r, Great Warlike Orrah!
Niflheim-Watery, IT!

BEADWE, MĪN SWÆTAN,

Frae yon Ironclad Norþan-hymbre!
Frae Hel Itself Delicious,
Unco dyrinkin’, downe the hatch!
Hynne Ah,
My by-gone Days left orra Aflame:
Great Vision! Great Bellum! noo dyin’ o’ mine!
Whileas stylle waes hynne Ah!
Thro’ the Bare Highlands Dreary,
‘Yont South Ruins’ Bluish Burnan Wa,
Deep-Wanderin’,
In search for the Verra Lightnin’ Raed,
An' Flashin' Guide o' mine Devastatingly Immortal!

BĒOWES RĒADA FÝRTORR,

O’er Thae Cauld Moorlan Heights hynne,
Leisurely, implacably, Great Warlike Orrah!
Amyd Hye Rocky Smeddum all abowt me
Strollin’,
Intae the Verra Mirk Unfathomable,
Airn-Flesh o’ mine, hynne
Throwin’,
An' my Wise an’ Bold an’ Proud!
Sensual Noble Dame,
Gerðr galdrs Scho!

MĪN FÆÐMLICE OND BRYNIGE CWÝNE
SÉO HYGEÞRYMME ÁDRÍEGEÞ,

A' Oor Inflamed Naychts! Verra Wyntry Naychts!
Afore the Sacral Stane-Hearth:

WINTRES WÍDERFEORLIC HEORÐ,
HWÆR ÆFRE OND LÍGBRYNE
ÚSERE BRÆD GEMETEÞ,

Stylle deep-burnin',
Guid, Verra Guid Bleezan Orrah!
Scho unco weall! Scho unco weall! Ah say!
Rememberin',
In Lang Robes o' Deep Crimson Fyre, noo!
Her Superior Womanhood,
Full! An' divinely, orra divinely!
Thro' Her Glowin' Mystery Sinuous, o'er endowed!
Hynne stylle, unco ardently! in Primal Lowes, fully Sinuous!
Whare, Thys weall! weall! Scho unco knew!
Ah! Guid, Verra Guid Thundir's Orrah!
Used tae ay lose! nae abeigh!
Wi'in an Abyss Interminable an' Endless Contynent!
Ay, Great Guid Orrah! Masell!
An’ Verra Firey! sinuously Trowe! Verra Soul!
Unco tightly, wi' Norland Passion
Stylle profoundly Wemenlie o' Hers!
Shrouded,
Scho saw me! Scho orra saw me!
Noo, wi’ Courage Ablaze an’ unco Wreððe
Ascendin’
To orra desire! to orra possess,
To hae IT! To unco hae IT! back again!
Ah! LEOFLIC IREN HÁTAN!
The Lone Airn-Wanderer, SUNDORGENGA, Ah!
Frae yon Auld Götaland:

LAND GUMCYNNES GEAT-MÆCGUM,
BEADWE-HEARPENÆGLES EORÐRÍCE,

My ain Lost, the OVERMAN'S HIS-SEL!
Great, Great Mjölnir's Warlike Orrah!
Wi’ Bluish Skye-Gore, frae Thae Cauld Heights
Unco! Verra, Verra Guid O'erhuman,
Hynne, neist tae the Forgotten Firey Ruin!
Totally 'Yont-Human! The DAZZLIN' OVERMAN'S AIN!
Ah noo say! Ah noo tae the Moorlan Stormy Cluds yell! Orrah!
Skye-Imbued

Thundir-Bluid:

NORÐÞUNRES WÆLDRÉOR

Tae feel IT hynne! Tae unco feel IT:
Great Guid Warlike Orrah!
Total, unco Total, in Full New Skye-Gore IT!
Verra, Verra Thor-Hye!
Frae afarre! yet tae me Verra, Verra Skye-Close!
Rumblin' Skye-Destruction o’ mine!
Hynne Total Skye-Rebirth O'erhuman,
An' the Roaran', unco Skye-Roaran', IT!
Great Kvasir's Warlike Orrah!
Afore the Verra Disc o' the Full Mowne Murky,
Orra, unco, IT! in the East Dreary skye-risin', IT!
'Yont-Human, Great Jörð's Orrah!
Supreme Transformation!

WULFES GENIWUNG,

Wi' the New Skye-Knowledge Scorchin'
Owre, owre imbued!
An' in the Soarin' Zenith-Fyre
Deeply, deeply hawkan IT, hynne!
Thro' Thad Cauld Moorlan Secret
Ah am noo about to owre yell,
Frae the Thundir's yon Rumblin'
Verra, Verra Skye-Pride!
Intae my Veins Fiery
Fore’er an’ e’er, wi’ Ragin’ Skye-Bluish Hue
Noo flowin’,
Com on! Com on, hynne!
Dearest Mountayn-Thunderbolt o’ mine!
Taukin’ Ah noo am to ye stylle!
Struck me deep! struck me noo, Ah yell!
Great Fair Thor's Orrah! deep,

ÍSENSCÚR,

For fully Covered! orra Skye-Covered hynne!
In Feudal Skye-Airn Indestructible
Am Ah heare! for ye noo!
Tae attract hynne! out o' Thad Norland Verra Blue!
As the Skye-Magnet attracts the Rare Shinin' Metal,
Yer deadly Skye-Rage wpon Airn-Skynne o' mine!
Tae catalyze hynne yer loudly tellin',
Frae Yon Abysmal Distance! Lone Skye-Voice,

SCÍRHAM IC! BEADWE LÍGETUNG,

Whyle Ah stylle! intae Hye Lowes unco climb
Thad Cauld Rocky Soil,
Whyle Ah stylle unco tell
Thad Vision, most Solitarie o’ mine,
Whyle Ah stylle restlessly, implacably seek
My ain Lost Skye-Sel!
The Hye, Verra Hye! Adamantine Person o' the OVERMAN!

SUNSCÍNE SEOLF OND LINDGEBORGA,

Want Ah! truly unco, want Ah! owre want Ah, hynne!
Beguid an’ Great Guid! Hôm Loga Himna Orrah!
Noo, richte noo!
This kin Ah! still noo unco truly yell!
'Yont yon Whunstane Stronghold's Mirk Well!
Feel, unco o'erhumanly live, hynne!
Thad Continual Flashin’
Frae the Grayish Leaden Moorlan Cluds
Noo the Zenith-Sunne Invisible behynde
Hye-glorifyin’!
Thro’ the Verra Tundir Voice o'er an' o'er echoin,
In shape o’ Norland Hammer frae the Battle, IT!
Intae Veins Skye-Bluish o’ mine!

NORÐANWINDE! BLÓDWRACU OND FÆHÞ,

Next tae my Feudal Airn-Side noo still wounded
By Enemy an' Cowardly, tae Human, tae Cowardly!
Frae the Distance, hynne! shot at me!
Still Mortal Arrows!
Nae Fear, hynne! tae Earthly! tae Miserable,
Surpassingly Miserable, IT! unto the Verra Core!
To the Hye Fair-Haired Gods,
In Strang Norland Dignity an' Supreme Pow'r,
An' Skye-Vengeance frae Enraged Sacral Thule blowin'!
Noo! thro' Noble an' Future Skye-Gore o' mine schawe!
In my stylle the Verra Lightnin':

VICTORIAE SANGUINISQUE SIGNUM
OVERMAN

Noo implacably approachin'!
An’ ye! Sweyt an’ Scaur Enemies, not Quhone all ye!
Ye still cannae, cannae hear?
Yell an’ Furious Bellum, aye!
Frae Loud Thundir-Voice o’ mine?
Skye-Crash frae my Battle-Wounds IT:

MĪN HEORUDREÓR GLADAÞ,

Wi'in yer ignoble ears noo!
Wnto the Sacral Open Blue
Risin’ unco Freed!
Ye still want to *** to orra Heaven?
Hynne, heyre Ah am!
Com on! Com on! All ye Cowards!
Thys is whate Ah orra cam for!
Fecht me! Hand-to-Hand Strang!
Do signal the Attack!

ÞINE UNEARH GÚÐÞRACU OND GEWEALC,
ÞUNORRÁDE, MĪN HILDERÆS!

Glitterin’ Skye Axe-Blade o’ mine winna, IT
Cease to wait to orra shatter,
In a single Thundir-Blow, all yer Targes!
Com on! Com on hynne! ye Cowards!
Do noo hae the Warlike Verra Guts to taste
Gleamin' VARGS UNDA Alone o' mine!
O'er ye thys single Thundir-Blow pourin'!
Ye want still to unco give
Unto Enraged Airn o’ mine, Wonner IT, lo!
Yer Hand-to-Hand, hynne Feudal an’ Essential
Battle-Bluid?

HEOLFRE ANWIG,

Wha hynne want to be the First?
Wha hynne ready is noo to unco suffer
Frae my Verra Skye-Airn noo Skye-Flashin'!
Gunnþinga Called, IT!
Hys, alongside the Skye-Foreign, Nadir's ain!
Miserable, tae earthly, tae human orra Defeat?
Fecht Ah! for the Glare an’ Hye Glory O'erhuman
Frae Bein’ as Pow’r, Bluish-Firey IT!

ÞUNORES HAMOR,

Hynne heyre glowran at ye Ah unco stand!
Wi’ Great Clan-Vermillion Wyld Wraith o’ mine
Hye, Norland-Fair, an’ orra Warlike!
Wi’ Battle-Axe o’ mine gleamin’,
Unner yon War-Glare, ne’er, ne’er settin’,
An’ the Sunne’s ain Disc Refulgent,

BLŌDE ANWEALD, HWÍTE HEAÐUSIGEL,

Wnto deep the Wanwordie World, Mirk hynne, IT!
Richte, orra Ancestral an' Warlike Richte!
Greatly, unco greatly! Flamin'-Firey an' Zenith-Supreme, IT!
Verra Iron-Curse Blindin'!
An’ He cam! the Thunderbolt at length
Unto me He orra cam!
Thus struck waes Ah!
My Flesh, an' Bluid, an' Spirit!
Intae Thor's ain Skye-Force
At once turnin'
Tae greatly, tae unco! Verra Guid Orrah! see
Thro' Nyow Total Skye-Blindness O'erhuman o' mine!
Altogether hynne noo, Great Guid Saxon Orrah!
The Forerunnin’ Presence noo Devastatin’
Wnto me, stick-an-stowe, noo orra IT! comin',

IRSERN-SCÉAWERE IC,
CWIOFYRES BURHWEARD,
BÆLÞRACE OND BRYNEWIELMA GEBORGA,

Frae thowa, IT! in Primal Wreððe

Skye-Essences
Or
Twæȝe Strang Sunnes

Hwenne! Beguid an’ Great, Great Warlike Orrah!
Out-owre Hye Mountayn Glade, sic unco Wide:
The Cauld Vitrified Fort  
Wha's Sharp Surroundin' Gleamin' Wa
Thro' Hye Heat Monumental generated!
TAP O' NOTH waes:

FÆRBRYNE GLÆSFÆTES STANWEORC,

In Thundir-Bluid an’ Frame,
An' further unco Skye-Imbued Ah!
Wi' the Earthly Unidentified Energy
Frae thad Towerin' Verra Steid,
Noo still walkin’,
At length thare surveyed hynne Ah!
Wi’ Fyre-Sight, Deep-Penetratin’ IT,
An’ Auldfarran, Lucid Reason o’ mine,
The Heaven’s Blue Verra Vault:
Proud Storm-Shrine, Dearest o’ mine!
Ane wi’ my Skye-Rage Hye,  
An’ the Atmosphere, waes IT, waes IT,
Intolerably close, yet unco Potent, Heimdall-Divine!
Hynne beheld Ah, lo!
TWA ESSENCES O’ FYRE!

BRYNEWIELMUM CAMPWUDA,

Intangible, Untouchable, Impenetrable, baith Thay,
O’er the Whole Uranic Skye-Arch,
Their Skye-Dominion an’ Primordial Skye-Dignity
Unco haudin’:
The Essence o’ the ΛOΓΟΣ an’ the Essence o’ the REAL, Thay:

STĪELENRA-HEÁÐUSIGELA FÝRBÆREAN
GÆDERSCYPE OND GLÉDEGESA
ÞĀ HLŪDE BECWÆDON,

Twa! Tangible, Visible MICHTY SRANG SUNNES!
Twa, hynne! Let me stylle noo distinctly remember!
Unco Martially an' Norland Colourful!
Great Orrah! Rotatin', Thay A'! Thay A'!
Great Lone Sight o' mine!
Splintered nae! Round Shields o' War Dazzlin':
Ský Skǫglar frae the Auld Wondie Hólmganga, Thay!
Frae Auld! Verra, indeed Verra primevaly Auld!
Thro' Deep the Firey Tyme Conquerin', an' Ruthless,
An' towardis the Fleysche, Fallacious hynne Mortal, unforgivin'!
Crucial Gory Soil in yon 537 A.D. CAMLANN called
Thad haes bin, IT! a Witness tae my ain Shed Battle-Bluid!

BRYTENCYNING,
IC WIÞGEHÆFTE HINE, BLÁCAN ÁNWÍGE,
EFENLÍCAN GÚÐHERE BLÆDE,

Meany, Meany Kingdomes, an' Onslaughts,
A' Bluish-Ironclad Thay, ago!   
Hynne noo, whileas Ah stylle speak, Immortal am, an' waes awready!
Yet Thad nae, nae enough IT proved
Afore the Presence Devastatin' o' the OVERMAN!
Stylle, Ah knew, HE noo in waitin'!
HE WHA! HE WHA! HE WHA unco:
The Verra ENS! thro' the Dazzlin' Skye-Bluish Revenge o' HYS,  
Hynne Mine!
Tae the Yieldin' Ground o'ershadows! an' in an Ultimate Whyte War
Flashin' tae Fathomless Eternity, in Gore Shinin' defeats!
Intense Meanin' Primordial o' Battle Fierce baith Thae!
Hynne unco embodyin',
Afore thys, thro’ Verra Lowe penetratin’,
An’ wi’ Hye, Verra, Verra Skye-Hye!
Thundir-Bluid Thunderous
Awa, awa flowin’ IT, orra!
Loneliest Vision o’ mine:

GEBYLD,

When, Great Thundir’s Orrah!
Wi’ a speed Wicked yet Prodigious, lo! Sublime,
Closer, closer, wi’ the Impetus frae Twa Skye-Rams Wyld
They orra cam!
An’ in a Common Skye-Embrace!
Their Dazzlin’ Blades o’ Vibrant Steel!
Hynne crossin’,
Thus unco, owre imbued waes, waes Ah!
Wi' Thad Verra Hye Steel-Glare, Ah!
Wi' Thad intae Deep Fyre afore Wounded Step o' Mine meltin',
Feudal, unco Feudal Skye-Knowledge, an' Airn-Revenge!
An' advanced wi' Firm Martial Gait hynne, towardis
The Lonely Gleamin', Flashingly Firey,
Rewb-Gem o' Moorlan War Forgotten,
Thro' ITS Sheer Inner Foirce hynne unco Reddenin'!

HERECIRME, RÉOD GIMCYNN,

Whileas the Stellar Wynde silently ensued
Frae Thad Last Titanic Encounter an’ Battle,
Wi’ unco deafenin’ Core-Clash,
Frae Thor’s His-sel, again,
The Whispered Warlike Voice!
Hynne intae Ane Nucleus Whyte
At length blendin’, afore wnto me
Noo orra comin’ IT:

The Shield-Blinding:

DÆGSCIELD GEBLENDAÞ

For rendered orra, orra sightless!
Waes Ah noo,
Yet still able to distinctly behold,
An’ e’en deeper, unco deeper! Great Warlike Orrah!
The Verra Dazzlin’ Core, IT!
Wi’ Verra Bluish Flash, an’ the Skye-Gore
Frae Thundir-Eyes noo o’ mine
Sheer Sharp, IT!
For Thad Sudden Thundir-Blindin’ o’ Mine!
Ah am noo taukin’ abowt,
Great Dunnottar’s an’ Tantallon’s Orrah!
Gift Supreme frae Hye the Zenith-Skye!
Orra Skye-Generous hynne, IT!
Intae an All-Powerful, unco All-Powerful, Ah say!
An’ All-Seein’ Thundir-Force
Thundir-O’erhuman, hynne frae the Thundir ‘Yont-Human!
IT, in Hye Fyre! Skye-turned,
An’ New Unknown Fiery Demons IT
Orra, orra! unveiled:

ÁGLÆCAN WUNDORSÉON,

Athwart Noble Airn-Person o’ mine,
Thro’ the Cauld Blast frae Thad Moorlan Wynde
O’er an’ o’er fallin’,
For the Verra Skye-Vision o’ the OVERMAN,
Guid Orrah! Great Warlike Thundir’s Orrah!
Unco Profound IT waes!
An’ unco killed IT the Unprepared,
For waes IT for nae Unworthy Skellum  
To Feud an’ Sword Foreign!
An’ the Whole Wnivers, in a Verra Flash,
Thro’ the Same Auld an’ New Thunderbolt
Ah waes lookin’ for,
Penetrated IT orra waes:
THE HERACLITEAN, DEVASTATINGLY PROPHETIC, IT!
FIERY SKYE-FORCE!
FRAE THE VERRA AIRN-PERSON
STEEL-CONCRETE, IT!
DAZZLINGLY 'YONT-TELLURIAN AN' SKYE-CENTRAL!
O' THE OVERMAN:
THE 'YONT-HUMAN HYNNE NAE HUMAN!
THAD LIKE CONQUERIN', RAGIN' WHYTE-FYRE,
WI'IN THE YIELDIN' MURKY MIRK VOID SHINES!
INCANDESCENT O'ERHUMAN VERRA BODY!
THAD MINE AIN, AH KNEW,
SUNE AN' SYNE! UPON THAE BENS DREARY,
IT SHALL, GREAT GUID ORRAH! BE!
AN' WHA'S NOBLE AN' SOLEMN NAIM
HYE! HYE! THE ETHER'S AIN SKYE-SUBSTANCE
INTAE ALL-FERVID LOWES AN' METALLIC BRILLIANCY
TURNIN'

ΥΠΕΡ-ΚΕΡΑΥΝOΣ

WAES! THUNDIR-CONSCIOUS, AN’ DIRECTIN’,
THUNDIR-DESTROYIN’, HYNNE CRAETIN',
O’ER ALL THUNDIR-DOMINATIN’,
TO THE INFINITE UNCO THUNDIR-GROWIN’,
MINE AIN BLUISH MOORLAN BLUID
TO THE INFINITE ORRA THUNDIR-FEEDIN’,
Together hynne wi’ my Arteries o’ Skye-Blue
In Baith Spirit an’ the Verra Flow,
When orra struck again waes Ah!
Wnto Verra Death, an’ e’en ‘yont! waur e’en waur!
Skye-Waur, Great Warlike Orrah!
Towardis the Verra Dazzlin’
Skye-Weregild o’ Gowd:

GOLDWEARDA FORNÉÐAN,

For the Loneliest Vision o’ mine
To in Fyre, still unco blinded Ah!
Distinctly behold,
At bein’ hynne, Great Warlike Orrah!
The Sole Ironclad Witness
O’ my by-gone Path Aflame,
Intae ‘Yont-Human Will o’ mine!
Noo unco forged, Great Hye Orrah!
Wnto the Auld Bluid-Rock o’ Rebel Sacrifice
Far awa! in the Snowy Caucasus
Nae longer IT chained!

HRINGUM SWEORCAN,

Meanwhile, lo! At my Mirk Cloaked Back,
Behold ye! Another Identical Skye-Fusion!
For Twa Dazzlin’ Whyte Glows,
Symmetrical Unco Mirrors They,
As if frae Myrddin’s ain Magic,
To View o’ mine orra appeared:
Perfect Pow’r o’ Infinite Reflection, They!
Mine ain Past, my ain Future!
Baith embodyin’,
An’ waes stylle Ah!
Intae the Verra Middle o’ the Glare
Standin’
Wi’ Gleamin’ Claymore drawn, Dearest o’ mine!
Thundir-Hurt stylle, afore noo the

Destroyer of the Past:

ÍSIGE CWYLMING

An’ noo, Guid, Verra, Verra Guid o’ Gowd
Warlike Orrah!
Thus willed Ah! the OVERMAN!

BISENE WRECEND,

Freish an’ Auld! Airn-Feudal an’ Strang!

DUGUÞMIHTUM OND HEORUSWENGE,
ĒACEN BIÞ ŌFER-MANN,

Wi’ Michty Inner Energy o’ mine
Great Feudal Orrah! unco Alone!
Wha's Sole Hye Naim Firey OVERWILL!
IT unco, oan the Gory Battlefield, Ah weall knew IT waes!
Frae the Verra Skye-Dragun! A' Destroyin' hynne HE!
Intae the Deep Fyre, wi' HYS Beastly Wings thus orra spread,
Unco, prodigiously o'er A' HE hoverin',
Towardis the Past allwayes Dreadful e'en, hynne!
Wi’ HYS Scales o’ Enraged Gowd,
The Shinin’ Horror wi’in the Skye, IT!

FÝRDRACAN GLÆD GRYREBRÓGA
SÉ FORÞGEWITENNESSE UNWYRCÐ,

Skye-Perfect! intae the Mirror-Glare Image o' mine, HE!
The OVERMAN o' Deep Fyre,
Th'gither wi' my ain Reflected Bluid, hynne!
Noo, in Feudal Tartane-War stylle thundir-flowin'!
More intensely! o'er an' o'er in Steel hynne,
HYS Supreme Presence greatly tae the Infinite!
Orra skye-increasing!
Intae the noo Unleashed Skye-Pow’r!
Unto my Wounded Spirit o'er an' o'er
Hynne HE skye-returnin’!
As ane wi’ the Moorlan Rumblin’ Thunderbolt
Ah waes lookin’ for,
The Sacral Dazzlin’ Chain Mail Ablaze:

SCÉAWERE-HRÉOH,

In the Skye-Identity e'en most Skye-Asolute IT!
My ain! HE orra, unco flashingly wearin’,
Thus willed Ah! Past o’ mine back IT!
In Feudal Person o’ HYS, my ain! empowered:
GORY GHAIST! by-gone Immortal o’ mine IT!
Still orra Alive an’ Fiery!
Flowin’ an’ flashin’
Thad not Identical unto ITSELF IT waes!
Hynne unto ITSELF most identical!
Quhenne! in Feudal Airn-Flesh o’ HYS,
Great Warlike Orrah!
Thro’ Ragin’ Skye an’ Earthly Pride at once IT,
Most fleshily, intae Hye Fyre Purifin’
Waes incarnated,
Thus willed Ah, Future o’ mine, tae, hynne!
Wi’ the Iyce Cross o’er Moorlan Coat o’ Arms,
Frae Noble Dundarg’s Hye Wa,
In Feudal Steel, Greater, unco Greater IT!
Shimmerin’,
For the Past lived in the Verra Bluid o’ HYS,
Thynce thro' Hye Firey Gore Immortal:  

FULMINE VICTOR
MAGNUS INVICTUSQUE
OVERMAN

Let me Thys, NOBLE GLAMIS’ GREAT ORRAH!
Truly, unco truly yell! waes IT potentiated,
An’ sae waes the Future, stylle my Verra, Verra Ain!
Wnto Dazzlin’ Airn-***** o’ mine  
Wi’ Increasin’ Ocean’s Rage Tempestuous
Fore’er returnin’,

CRÆFTUM OND RÝNE STÍELE!
BEADUWÆPEN,

Intae Single Will O’erhuman
An’ Unforgivin’ Continuum, as Ane,
Whare Ye! Dearest Hye Thundir o’ mine!
At the Verra Skye-Zenith,
Still silently dwell!  
Hynne willed Ah! my ain Image
Frae the Past! Frae the Future! wi’ unco Force,
At once IT emergin’,
Towardis the Past! Towardis the Future! wi’ orra Dignity,
At once IT rushin’,
Intae the Implacable Spiral o’ Becomin’
Thad Ane wi’ the Verra Vortex o’ Return
IT! Great Warlike Orrah! waes,
The Past burnin’, the Future hynne IT affirmin’,
An’ unto the Verra Skye-Core!
GREAT HÖÐR’S AN’ WOTAN’S ORRAH!
Directed,
Noo afore my ain wi’ Fyre Wounded Eyes,
Thro’ each Revolution, ITS unco Strength,
Great Warlike Norland Orrah!
Unto the Fathomless Fiery Infinite
Increasin’:
The Verra Mountayn Thunderbolt!
Ah waes lookin’ for,
For the Increase o’ Pow’r ne’er Identical
Unto itself IT waes,
Hynne waes unto Itself most identical!
As noo met wi’ Ah

THE DESTROYER O’ THE PAST,
THE CREATOR O’ THE FUTURE,
O’ LYFE FORE’ER CHANGIN’
THE GREAT AFFIRMATOR,
HYE SKYE-VEINS O’ HYS
O’ERHUMAN, MY AIN!
THE IRONCLAD INCARNATOR
AN’ THE FEUDAL WITNESS!
O’ MY BURNAN MOUNTAYN-PATH
DYIN’:
THUNDIR-FRAME O’ MINE, HE!
STRONGER! STRONGER!
O’ER AN’ O’ER,
UNTO MY BY-GONE DAYS BLEEZAN,
AN’ THE ROARAN’ FUTURE!
AS MOLTEN SKYE-GOWD INCORRUPTIBLE
NOO RETURNIN’,
WHAR IMMORTALITY ITSELF HYNNE,
IN FORE’ER INCRESIN’
HYE FYRE AN’ BATTLE-GORE,
O’ERSHADOWED IT WAES,  
INTAE DEEP THE WHYTE SPIRAL,
SKYE-RECURRENCE INCANDESCENT, IT!
ANE WI’ THE LONE IRONCLAD IMAGE
UNTO VERRA, VERRA PERFECTION!
SKYE-SPECULAR O' MINE!
SCORCHIN' AN' SHININ' AN' UNCO TANGIBLE, HE!
THE CLOAKED SKYE-FIGURE
THAD WAES NOO
'YONT THAD AULD FORGOTTEN WA,
MY BLEEDIN' SKYE-COURAGE
IN WARLIKE SILENCE AWAITIN',
FRAE THE DEPTHS O' THE ROTATIN’ SKYE-ENERGY,

WEALHFÆRELDES DÆGWÓMA,

PROUDLY AN' INVINCIBLY SKYE-STANDIN'!
WHAR, GUID SKYE ORRAH!
FIERY WOE INTAE FEUDAL STEEL MELTIN',
DEEPER AN' NOBLER IT PROVED!
AN’ WI’ DAZZLIN' SKYE-REVENGE
O'ER AN' O'ER, GREAT THOR'S ORRAH!
IT SUPREMELY, IN BLUISH NORLAND AIRN FLASHED!

For, lo! the Verra Blank frae the Past
Together wi’ ITS Inevitable Feud-Foreign Woe
Hauntin’
Thad cannae be avoided hynne!
Mirk an’ Invisible, IT!
It nae longer existed! It nae longer existed!
For unco filled noo IT waes
By the Devourin’ Lone Lowe an’ the Verra Frame:
The Chain-Mailed, Heated in Airn War-Wame
O’ THE OVERMAN! HE:
WILL, AS THE VERRA INNER ENERGY!
VIGOUR, AS THE VERRA INNER WILL!
FRAE THE PAST, FRAE THE FUTURE!
TANGIBLE, VISIBLE, INCARNATED,
NOBLE WYLD DRAGON,
SKYE-BEAST O’ MINE,

GRYREBRÓGA OND FÆRGRYRE,
WUNDORA WYRM! ÚHT-SCEAÞA HÉ!

FYRE-WOUNDED IN NAE GOWD-CAGE, HE!
O'ER SKYE-SPIRIT O' MINE,
HE! HYNNE, UNCO SKYE-FLYIN'!
WI’ HYS SKYE-GORE O’ER THE BARS INVISIBLE
TRULY MINE AIN! GREAT GUID ORRAH!
DOWNE, DOWNE! NOO
LIKE THE PUREST RHODIUM
WI' THE FYRE-BLUISH
SKYE-ARTERIES O' THE LONE THUNDERBOLT
AH WAES LOOKIN' FOR
AGAIN UNCO BLENDIN',
Unto at Braemar the Verra Battle-Gore,
Afore the Lang Hour, in Kyng Eochaid’s
Martial Hidden Lore,
By the Force o’ Flowin’ Lava
Frae the Cauld an’ Dreary Highlands Implacable
Echoin’
Thad Becomin’ as Increase in Pow’r
IT, Great, Great Orrah! waes,
Backwards intae Tyme! Intae the Future hynne!
For the OVERWILL kan IT!
Destroye the Feud-Foreign Gory Bygane!
When o’er the Gleamin’ Skye-Cuirass
O’ the HYE OVERMAN ALONE!
IT lies visible an’ yieldin’ an’ razed an’ burnin'!
When o’er the New Soil o’ Dazzlin’ Alabaster
Conquerin’
Intae Deep the Future, thro’ Renewed Rage
An' yon Incandescent Skye-Thundir!
Ah waes lookin' for,
HE! My Specular Skye-Incarnation!
Fore'er orra creates!
Whileas thae words, in Roaran’ Wreððe,
Flame-Wounded,
Ah still loudly whisper,
But lo! Great Warlike Orrah!
THE IYCE CROSS FIREY
O’er Mirk War-Tartan, Dearest o’ mine!
Next to Dundarg’s Hye Wa, Ah well remember!
Embroidered,
Close to my Ruby Brooch strangely IT,
Unco strangely, like a Verra Premonition
Gleamed, afore noo

The Mirror-Fusion:

WĒOHES MELTAN

When, lo! Airn an’ Thundir!
Great Immortal Warlike Orrah!
Thro’ the Loud Whisper o’ the Thundir
Ah waes lookin’ for,  
The Image o’ the OVERMAN
Detached ITSELF, lo!
Frae baith the Surfaces in the Twa Opposed Mirrors:
Frae baith thae Reflectin' Skye-Furnaces Gleamin'!
Afore Noble Feudal Person o' mine,
Unco Sightless! Still unco Skye-Sightless!
E'en more! noo unco Sightless!
HE hynne, orra Ah beheld cam!
Wha’s Supreme Hieland Emanatin’ Force
Frae the Directin’ Skye-Lightnin’, IT!
Ah waes lookin’ for,
Na orra, orra Prodigious Sight!
Nae e’en Vör’s, or Heimdallur’s, or Snotra’s Ain!
If nae in Thundir Skye-Blinded as noo Mine!
Cuid, cuid IT! humanly, still tae humanly!  
This noo Ah! in Thad Skye-Fyre ‘Yont-Human!
Soarin’ heare in Dignity o’er Tap o’ Noth’s
Black Vitreous Smeddum an’ Cauld Martial Sand,
Cannae, cannae doubt!
Thro’ Thad Flashin’ Skye-Reflection withstand,
Frae the Past! frae the Future, hynne!
Great Warlike Orrah!
To encounter Spirit Ablaze o’ mine,
To Unleash Wyld Beast Immortal
Thad My Verra Mountayn Path  
Guarded still,
Some Bluish Bluid Stains IT leavin’
O’er the Michty an’ Pure Glass still:
My ain! frae the Clash o’ Life,  
An’ noo! Great, Great Warlike Orrah!
A LIGHNIN’-SHADE IRONCLAD!
Unto me, ITS Skye-Bluish Garb o’ Hye Skye-War!
In an Identity an’ Heat, e’en the Most Absolute!
To Verra Perfection reflectin',
Towardis Feudal Person o’ mine IT noo!
Wi’ Slow Skye-Gait,
Devastatingly, IT advanced,
An’ when afore me at length
IT standin’,
Thro’ the Loud Sound o’ the Thundir, lo!
Ah waes still lookin’ for,
In a Great Whoosh an’ Roaran’ Rumble
Non-Human Deep Voice, IT!
Frae the Past! Frae the Future!
Frae the Verra Brunan’ Throat
O’ the LIGHTNIN’ HIS-SEL!
Ah waes still looking for,
Wi’ Spiral Exhalations unner the Form, schorcin’ IT!
O’ Just Anger frae Primeval hynne Most Real
Forgotten Feudal Lore
The Hand-to-hand Wapin-Storm Harsh!
An’ Skye-Revenge, still Mine Ain!
Unco an’ owre loaded,
As Maddenin’ Heated-Airn, IT again!
Unto the Cauld Blue Vault o’ the Verra Skye
Wi’ orra, orra Dignity
Lonely risin’,  
Thae Verra Syllables!
The VERRA SKYE-INCARNATOR O'ERHUMAN!
Intae Deep noo, Great Orrah!
The Abysmal Skye-Core Bluish-Aflame, IT! o' the

Total Specular Skye-Force:

BRYNEWELMES WORDHLÉOÐOR

The Skye-Conscience, Víðarr-Hye o’ mine!
Most distinctly! Great Warlike Orrah!
HE, THE BLUISH INCARNATION HYE
O' THE HYE LIGHTNIN' ITSELF!
Ah waes lookin' for,
Wi' a Skye-Cowntenance Storm-Hidden
Flashin’ frae Deep the Obscured Skye-Mirk
Thro’ a Battle-Scar intae the Fyre gleamin'
O'er HYS left Sword-Offended Cheek:
Thys cuid Ah! unco Blinded, see!
Intae Deep the Skye-Unknown,
Still, Great Guid Glamis’ Orrah!
Stick-an-stowe a Wonner, Mine Ain!
Thro' HYS remarkably Echoin',
Non-human, hynne 'Yont human!
VERRA SKYE-RUMBLIN'!
Noo unco earthily uttered:

YE, WOLF-WOUNDED!
AN’ PROUD, IN BLACK TARTAN O’ WAR
MUFFLED,
KEEK AT ME! KEEK AT ME NOO!
IN NAE TAE EARTHLY TOWMOND!
DO NOO HYNNE LISTEN TAE ME!
YE, NOO FYRE-IRONCLAD WOUNDED!
THE HYE NORLAND GODS INTAE OWRE FYRE
STYLLE HYNNE HONORIN'!
BETTYR BIDE AN' DIE OAN THE NOBLE BATTLEFIELD GORY,
AN' STYLLE, 'YONT BAITH LIEFES AN' DEATH,
FORE'ER ALIVE HYNNE BE!
THEYNE BIDE A MISERABLE LIEFES!

WULFE BLŌDGA HEONAN!
ÞŪ BLADESUNGA OND LÉOMENA HEOFONFYR,
WACA BYRNSWEORDES WIÐ GEHATUM!

FOR DAINGEROUS! VERRA, INTAE THE FEUDAL FYRE DEEP, IT! DAINGEROUS!
MUST TREOWE IDEAS, IN VERRA HYE LOWES, BE!
FOR THE VERRA MICHTY, WHYTE ZENITH-SUNNE
AN' THE ALLWAYES UNKOWN MIRK DEATH!
THE SAME THAY! GREAT THOR'S NORLAND ORRAH! ARE,
FOR THE SELECTED FEUDAL MAN, IRONCLAD HE!
AS YE, IN THAE HYE LOWES, UNCO ARE!
NOO AFORE ME! INTAE THE AULD LONE TARGE-REFLECTION
THAD IS, WAES, AN' SHALL IT BE, THINE!
HYNNE, HEARE AH AM! FOR FRAE THE AULD SHIELD-MIRROR YER RICHTE SKYE-VENGENCE!
FOR YER AIN SKYE-FORM AFORE YE HATH RISEN NOO!
FOR FREISH VALUES ARE NOO OWRE NEEDED!
WI'IN DEEP PRIMAL SKYE-FYRE UNCO SKYE-LIVED!
SAE, SKYE-LIVE THAIM! UNCO DRAM THAIM A’!
WHATE'ER THE RISK INFERNAL, AN' MOORLAN AMBUSH!

GÁSTCWALE HELRÚNENA FORNÉÐAN,

THRO’ HYE BLUISH SKYE-LOWES, SKYE-DESTROYIN’ THAY
WI’IN YER AIN LONE SKYE-VOICE IT NOO!
FRAE AFARRE! FRAE UNCO AFARRE RUMBLIN’,
FOR CURSED IS THE FLEETIN' HOUR!
AN' SAE MUST BE CONQUERED, IT! GREAT ORRAH! AYE!
IN YER SUPERIOR BLUID NOO O'ERHUMAN, MINE AIN!
FOR BRANDED HAE AH
RUDDY SKYE-FLESH O’ MINE
THAD WAES, IS, AN’ SHALL IT BE!
BY THYS VERRA, VERRA SKYE-IMAGE HYNNE,
YER AIN!
WI’ THE IYCE-CROSS FIERY
FRAE HYE THE THUNDIR’S LOUD VOICE,
IN NAE WHISPER DAMNABLE, NOR AIRN-FOREIGN!
AH NOO ORRA TELL:
YER SYMMETRICAL LONE SKYE-FORCE:
THE VERRA LONE THUNDIR-BLUID!
YER AIN LONE SKYE-WRAITH IRONCLAD!
THRO' ETERNAL SKYE-POW’R,
AN' OUT O’ THE BLUISH LONE SKYE-REVENGE
O’ER AN’ O’ER UNCO, O’ERHUMANLY MIRRORIN’!
TO YE HYNNE OWRE IN DEEP FYRE RETURNIN’,
YER AIN WANTIN’ SKYE-HALF, HYNNE!
TH'GITHER WI’ YER SKYE-SPIRIT!
IN HYE LOWES NOO UNTO THE CORE SKYE-DABBED!
A' THIS! A’ THIS! AH SAY! AH TRULY YELL!
TH'GITHER WI' THE LAST SKYE-PRIZE!
INTAE HYE THE SKYE-BLAZE,
THE HAIL ENEMY LAND HARSH NOO
FRAE CAULD HORIZON TO CAULD HORIZON
OWRE CROSSIN’,
A' THIS! A' THIS! AH ALLON, TRULY!
YER MIRROR SKYE-DOWBILL IMMORTAL!
THRO' STEEL CORE-METALLIC, IN HYE SKYE-FYRE AM!
ABYSMAL LAVA-BLUID O’ MINE!
FLOWIN’
FRAE HYE RED HEL, IT! THY LANE BEHOLD!
YER AIN!
INTAE DEEP THE FUSION-GLARE,
BLASTED SKYE-FURNACE IT!
UNREACHABLE, UNFATHOMABLE, MOST TANGIBLE, IT!
THE VERRA FRAME
LESURELY, NEXT TO YE IN BATTLE
STROLLIN’!
THE LONE INCARNATION
AN’ THE SKYE-ROAR
FRAE THE VERRA THUNDERBOLT
YE WERE LOOKIN’ FOR
HYNNE YER FUTURE, YER BYGANE:
NAE DIFFERENCE! THAA ARE MINE AIN!
INTAE THE HYE FYRE, FRAE YER TANGIBLE
SKYE-WILL! THAD AH NOO HEARE AM,
FOR SKYE-ENERGY CANNAE DERIVE FRAE NOTHINGNESS!
NOR UNTO NOTHINGNESS KIN IT RETURN!
HYNNE WILL, 'YONT DEATH,
THRO' THE LANG AN’ BLUISH
SKYE-LOWE
YE WERE LOOKIN’ FOR,
IMMORTAL AS CONQUERIN' PROVES,
STILL, WI'IN RAGIN' AN' VISCERAL
DEEP PRIMAL FYRE, YER AIN!
FOR YE SHALL STILL LIVE YER LIFE AGAIN,  
THIS TYME INTAE THE HYE SKYE-POW'R!
WI' ITS NEW ESSENCE SELF-OVERCOME,
HYNNE DO UNCO LIVE NOO!
THAD VERRA GORE HEARE,
FRAE MY BLEEZAN OPEN SCARS, YER AIN!
FOR THE WORN PAST DWELLS DEFEATED
IN THE FUTURE AS EMPOW'RED!
INTAE THE STEEL-BLUISH IMAGE AH HEARE AM!
NOO AFORE THINE SKYE-BLINDED EYES
THRO' THE LONE HYE LOWE WOUNDED,
THAD ARE ALSO MINE!
IN NAE SPECTRAL FYRE, HYNNE!
STICK-AN-STOWE, AN' VERRA VERRA SUNE!
YER AIN!
WI'IN THE HYE ZENITH-THUNDIR HYNNE,
YE WERE LOOKIN' FOR,
O'ER AN' O'ER FORE'ER LIVIN',  
AN' THRO' THE HIELAND FLOWIN 'LAVA:
THE BECOMIN' IN POW'R FORE'ER RENEWED
THRO' THAD SKYE-BLUID HYNNE!  
FLASHINGLY STREAMIN'
AS A CONQUERIN' WYLD FYRE-RIVER
FRAE NOBLE HYNNE SUPERIOR GORE,
DOWNE, DOWNE!
INTAE THE VERRA WHYTE CHASM, AN' FLASHIN' ABYSS!
FRAE YON SHARP AN' SHININ' AN' TOWERIN' MIRK ROCKS!
AN' THIS SACRIFICIAL BLUISH BLUID INCANDESCENT
FRAE O'ERHUMAN LIFE STILL WOUNDED, MINE!
WAES, AN' IS, AN' SHALL IT BE!
BEHOLD YE! UNCO SEE YE, NOO!
YE, O'ERHUMANLY BLINDED!
HE WHA! THE DREARY VOID O' DARKNESS
CANNAE, CANNAE! IN ANY MANNER NOO KNOW!
HYNNE IN HIELAND SKYE-RAGE,
AN' HYE! O'ER THE FEUDAL THRONE IMMORTAL,
AN' HEARE! OAN THE SURFACE O' THIS SKYE-MIRROR!
WAES, AN' IS, AN' SHALL IT BE!
WI'IN THE MELTIN' UNTO THE COSMIC CORE
SKYE-GLARE, YER AIN!
AN' NOO! DO ADVANCE!
DO TAKE A STROLL INTAE THE HYE SKYE-GORE!
GANG AYONT! GANG AYONT! AH SAY!
'YONT EVERYTHING! ‘YONT LIFE AN’ DEATH E’EN!
GANG AYONT!
AN' WHATE SHALL YE IN THE END SEE?
AT THE BOTTOM O' THE WHYTE CHASM FIERY?
YER FLASHIN' IN AIRN IMAGE ALONE!
THAD IS MINE AIN!
HEE HAW, HEE HAW ELSE, AH SAY!
WI’IN THE SPECULAR SKYE-POW'R INCARNATED,
THE VERRA SUM AN’ COMMUNION O’ THE ETERNAL TENSIONS
IN BECOMIN’ DWELLIN’ AH HEARE AM!
THRO’ THE LOUD SING FRAE THE THUNDIR HYNNE!
BY HYE SKYE-VENGEANCE FORE’ER INCREASIN',
O'ER AN' O'ER TO YER SPIRIT HYNNE RETURNIN',
YERS HYNNE MINE!

When noo, Great Warlike Orrah!
Upon thae Verra Words, thro’ my Ain
By noo Thundir-Voice!
In an' unco Skye-Rumblin',
Wi'in Thad O'erhuman Blaze wi' hye force condensin'
Intae a NEW THUNDIR-FRAME Skye-Concrete
In aspects o' PURE BLUISH HEAT!
HUMAN ALTOGETHER NAE LONGER, IT! tone,
Ah distinctly hearin’,
When noo, Guid Sundrum's Orrah!

The Fyre-Bringer:

FÝRHEARD HEREWULF OND HEREWÆÐA

A Thoosan Black Banners, in Hye Glorious Lowes,
Orra issuin’,
An’ wnto yon Whyte Chasm the Salute wavin’,
Wi’ the Hue o’ Red-Hel IT imbuin’,
HE, Hynne Ah: the Freish an’ Auld Titan
Far awa, far awa! wi'in the Dreary Caucasus!
Frae ayont yon Suthron, hynne!
Ah kin clearly see!
Rebel hynne Creator, HE!
HE, Creator hynne Rebel!
The OVERMAN! comin’ o’er, still approachin’,
Intae noo deep the Skye-Dance Everlastin’
Thro’ HYS AIN hynne MINE
Skye-Thunderous Sound
Ah waes lookin’ for,
Dominatin’,
Frae Thae Simmetrical Verra Fyre-Mirrors!
Still glarin’
Ne’er e’er to yield, the Twa Skye-Surfaces!
Nor in human, tae human!
Unco Gory Misery, nor Skye-Foreign Blasphemy,
Nor Damnable an' Cowardly Affront
To e'er wane!
At length thro' the Hye Vigour Supreme
Frae the Overwill Alone!
Dearest o’ Mine! Inner Energy Abysmal:
Still Uknown, IT!
An’ in Skye-Reverge freed!
A Thoosan Black Banners, in Fyre, Ah say!
HE, hynne Ah issuin’,
When noo, Great Guid Orrah!
The Skye-Bluid o' the OVERMAN:
Theis! oan Thae Countless Mirk Banners floatin'
In Hye Honour o' the Zenith-Sunne!
Wi'in abysmal whyte runes waes noo graven,
Hye Selective an' Skye-Supreme proved!
Nae, nae IT, for all!
For nae everybody is worth withstandin'
The Return o' Pow'r's Noble, an' Flashin'
Supreme Force, an' Infinite Speed, an' Spiral Revolution!

CÁFNES ÞRÝÞBORD,

Tae the Skye-Limitless fore’er,
In the Form o’ Hye Steel Feudal
Skye-soarin’,
ITS Verra Great, Verra Guid,
Great Guid Auld Carham’s Orrah!
Burnan Wheill o’ Universal Core-Energy
Skye-Central, Skye-Abysmal, IT!
Alongside the Rational Force frae the Thundir-Impetus
Thad waes, is, an’ shall IT be the OVERMAN’S AIN!
In Hye Lowes increasin’,
Tae the Skye-Infinite, hynne!
Most Renewed, most Identical,
Intae the Verra Spiral most Empowered!
The Worthy ENS, unco hynne Joyful, IT!
Immortal owre feastin’,
For intae Thae Rapid Coils o' Glorious Fyre hynne,
Frae Thys MICHTY TARGE O' SKYE-ENERGY PERENNIAL!
Nae for all! Immortality is solemnly worth
Thro' Thad Increasingly Growin'
Feudal Skye-Rebirth Steel-Mirrorin'!
Wnto ragefully Bluish-Ablaze an' Core-Feudal
Noble Hye Perfection!
An' in Eternal Steel Unconditional, IT!
Dwellin',
The Human, tae Human!
Gory Chains o’ Promethean Slavery
Bluish wi’ the Verra Reverberation
Frae the Lightnin’ O’erhuman
Ah waes lookin’ for,
They suddely becam!
An’ at length, Great Warlike Orrah!
The Lonesome Blindin’ Frame o’ Gowd,
Wha’s Sole Hye Thundir-Naim

Overman Skye:

SCEAWERES IREN-EALWEALDA

IT orra waes! Frae the Twa Dazzlin' Mirrors
In Perfect Symmetry emanated wi’in
The RETURN O’ POW’R!
Burnan’ Vortex-Event Universal, IT!
In Slender Lines o’ Whyte Fyre,
The Verra Core Heat
Reachin’,
Intae Infinite Reflections o’ Primordial Pow’r
Frae the Twa Lookin' Glasses, Blindin' They!
O’er All, Great, Great IT!
Njörður's ain Battle Orrah!
Limitless Dominion, an’ the Feudal Rule
Steel-haudin’,
WHILEAS WAES AH! WAES AH!
GUID, VERRA GUID EILEAN DONAN'S
WAR-TARTAN ORRAH!
STYLLE CHAINED IN BLUISH GORE, MY AIN!
HYNNE THE OVERMAN'S AIN, TAE!
WNTO THE AULD AN' HYE! VERRA SKYE-HYE, IT!
THUNDIR-GLEAMIN' BLUID-ROCK O' SKYE-SACRIFYCE:
NAE LONGER! NAE ORRA SKYE-LONGER!
An’ ITS central Rays an’ the Verra Lowes
Intae Ane Flashin’ Ironclad *****
Polarizin’,
A Thoosan Tymes Greater, Mightier hynne:
The OVERMAN!
O’er an’ o’er unto me returnin’,
‘Yont the Reddenin’ Pillars o’ Immortal
Skye-Renown!
‘Yont Death, the Mirk Unknown!
An’ ITS Feud-Foreign Fear,
Whyle, lo! the Steel-Vibration gleamin’
Frae Máni's ain Verra Crescent,
Dusky-Red, IT!
Waes, waes, in yon Murky West
Still IT unco risin',
Unfathomable, an' Potent, an' Dreary,
Unto the Stane Circles’ Builders
Wounded frae Life, at Skara Brae,
Appearin’,
At right angles to the Chain-Mailed *****
Noo orra descedin’
To cross the Region o’ the Heart:
Let IT fall intae the Verra Abyss!
Yet the Sceadewe! Great Wotan's Orrah!

ÓÐENES HÁLIGE CRAWE,

IT stylle leisurely stood,
In Hys Mirk Bluid Bleedin’,
Crossed hynne by the Verra Thunderbolt!
Ah waes lookin’ for,
An’ Hys, frae Kyng Rædwald the Gift!
Mask o’ War IT, lo!
Wi’ Black Fyre bleedin’,
Upon the Cauld Soil, together wi’ Hys Cloak,
Waes IT thrown,
Hynne Hys Mirk Warlike Self unveilin’,
Still Mine Ain!
Nae Gory Fear! tae owre hide:

SCEAD UNDER HELME HEARD BIÞ,
MĪN FORESCÝWA RÉADAÞ.
Divided into distinct narrative phases, each with its own title, this poem, or rather epic of mine, illustrates the story of a wanderer, of Scandinavian origin, in the Highlands of XI Century Scotland, the narrator himself, as searching for an ultimate superhuman identification, specular in kind. While covered with martial iron, he thus seeks a lightning to strike him deep, as this only can grant the encounter with his own mirror image, his own Superior Other-Self, or the Overman himself. The tone is archaic Scots and highly conceptual with, possibly, some experiments in the language. Fundamental philosophical notions of mine are thus propounded, as in the end merging into a final scene of an absolute energetic gravity. The last verse is entirely in Anglo-Saxon, with a reference to the Sutton Hoo helmet, hence to king Rædwald of East Anglia, as accordingly mentioned. Each title is directly linked to the text. “Skye” reads “Sky”, in further reference, also, to the Isle of Skye, in the Inner Hebrides. "Hynne" (also "heyne", which latter I employed in my composition "Gowlin' Storne") is archaic Scots for "hence".
Robert Ronnow Aug 2015
My face tells me nothing. Not nothing but nothing useful, the
complications of ageing humorously but not exactly how to avoid
injury.

Permanent injury is a now popular cliché. At this age any injury
could result in pneumonia, pain in bitterness for your peers,
your jury.

What a headache I have! And never forget injury provokes
at best only pity. Friends are merely friendly, they belong to the
majority.

They forget your name and so should you, who are you? Even you
don't know for sure. In relation to community, no change was noted in
      the
registry.

Still, man's mercy, economy's ecology, there's some joy in being small,
some joy in staying strong, and keeping death before you without
perjury.

Unsafe to run the wind. A big stick might hit your head. Then
the hip and heart and head will hurt, all three. Un-
fortunately.

I like a strong wind. Dangerous to go out in. As a fire or flood.
I like the way we are at risk, not a risk-averse weasel. A carnivore,
very hungry.

Pay money, take chances. Yo's an elegant contraction of you.
Cool. Message from street to board: mongrels rule. Democracy or
tyranny.

Scared to die? Why? Take appropriate measures, descend through
meditation. Be empty, rest. And to your friends and sons be as
gravity.

Tired of death. It's what it is. Let's play sports, have ***, kayak
to the huckleberries, fish for marvelous fish, live a wonderful life, give
generously.

Done blowing, O wild wind? Not yet? So be it. I lay my head
in your felt hands. The motion of the branches, evolutionary branches,
      are my
guarantee.

That's all folks, 7:30. The sky is clear, the crows are out. The clouds
are with my mood commensurate. I should shout, having lived
prodigiously.
www.ronnowpoetry.com
Mike T Minehan Nov 2012
Today, I’m sharpening arrows
to aim them at
politicians with snouts in the trough,
clerics who preach peace for themselves
but hatred about others,
academics who promote freedom of speech
but run a Gulag Archipelago
for those who don’t follow their own ideas
or buy their textbooks,
hypocrites everywhere,
celebrities in general,
people who don’t smile,
people who aren’t nice,
(why are they here?)
fanatics, tyrants and power mongers,
(there are a humungous lot of these)
boring people,
(they wouldn’t be boring
if they could just try to engage a little more)
and those who block supermarket isles
with their trolleys while they stop and gossip.
I’d really like to put a few arrows in their butts
to puncture their pretensions and hear
the subsequent hiss of preciousness
unless they sincerely promise
to be more considerate
and try to love a whole lot more.
Now. I don't insist they have to love prodigiously,
but I reckon they could lighten the **** up
just a little, and try to laugh more frequently.
That's all.

Mike T Minehan
Earl Jane Dec 2015


Oh my soulmate and king,
This soul is lamenting prodigiously,
I stretch my spirit's breathing,
And clasp tightly into my heart,
With my other hand outstretching to the sky,
Begging for mercy to end my utmost torment,
But I end up crouching in extreme pain,
My eyes are swollen, tears dried up,
Voice are hoarsen for hours of shrieking,
To lavish pity from above.


Oh my Lord and Saviour,
Extend this life for my lover,
I could not afford to rest in peace from my torture,
If I won't see a glimpse of his empyrean countenance,
Oh my God, my Lord,
These knees are bruised in genuflecting for my unceasing prayers,
Beseeching for your miracle to enfold me,
I am conquering, taking aching breaths at a time,
Rolling my eyes, biting my lips and tearing in this throe,
Oh Lord God,
Give me wings just for a day,
Give strength to it and help me to spread dauntlessly and fly to where my Brandon is,
I need my king's love and comfort,
I need to tell him how I cherish him,
I need to tell him how I love him so much,
I need to hug him and let him know I will always be with him,
Though the earth be shaken and the universe disintegrate,
He will wear my love like a crown,
And my love's assurance I will settle in his ring finger,
I will secure him for a queen should protect her king,
Though I won't be physically with him for long,
For I only have a day to keep breathing,
With agony I keep holding unto my hope,
To pull me up when I arch in hurt and grief,
But my psyche will be with him 'til infinity,
Oh My Lord, I will forever be with him.


Oh my Saviour,
Just PLEASE,
If I won't make it today,
And I won't be able to tell him all I want to say,
And do all I wanna do to him,
Just please my God,
Just please remind him always that I love him alone so much,
If he shed tears in lonesomeness when I am gone,
Please wipe his tears for me,
For I won't be able to hold him physically and comfort him,
Please my God, let him feel I am always with him,
Awaken his happiness oh Lord when am gone,
Rekindle his mind to read  the poems I made for him,
Lord God, shelter him with your love,
I don't wanna see him shedding tears for me,
I want to limn smile in his mouth,
But I know it will be mourning for sorrow when I am no longer in this earth,
I am fighting hard to survive for him,
But I am so weak, my strength evaporated,
My voice disappeared and my hope almost relinquish,
Just please Oh God,
Let me rest in peace knowing he is safe in your arms,
Envelop him with console and exhilaration,
Just please be with him together with me always,

Oh Lord God, I love him so so much!




with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3


Brandon made the title for me,,

This is my come back poem, loolll since I wasn't able to write much,, and my last poem is still 7 days ago, just wanna write good for my king,...


i love you my king, hope you like this, not really that amazing but just hoping u love this,, :)))
was she naked

she was kissing her again
her wings styled
on
me
what form she has taken
breath like cool rains mint
her feathers dance to catch me
falling through clouds
further through
the
limiting
she has
awoken me
swallowing
these flames
her breath
rests
over
me
prodigiouly vigorous dancing
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...
..
.
oh our moods
how
we
are
still here
...
Hal Loyd Denton Nov 2011
The Telling

El Capitan I stop place my fingers my whole being into the cracks created by a millennium oh towering
Cathedral of grandeur your massive weight you feel brooding thoughts being drawn out we draw back in
Caution we project Lincoln and Jefferson as guides to stand in such awed regions by their towering
Intellects we slip unknown covered by their shadows it gives us formidable tactical advantage and heart
To extract principles while we are wounded by the enormity of a challenge but in such roots these
Cracks Start a learning curve within us we see ancient thinker’s scholars and monks who prodigiously
Created and safe guarded human thought which would become the building blocks for our mastery of
Our time in lost friend when writing about a great oak being lost in a storm I wrote its shade was the
Bewitching kind now I feel even more loss the conventional thinking easily stretched and snapped to
Touch its face these lines of great depth are reminiscent of Lincoln’s face a virtual mapping of the nation
And its woes as it endured immeasurable trials a civil war would tell its future good or bad how many
Trials of wind and rain and the beating sun have you endured ole El Capitan but that is the essence of
Your magnetic drawing power combined with your great size you have the image of the colossal
Centralized whoever you are come you will be enlarged you will have a fore taste of what genius
Feels like in the ideal of Georgia O Keefe with canvas and paint and brush she transformed and changed the desert
From a place of stark disturbing images into noble treasure tinged with glory if you can take a dead
Steer’s skeletal skull and carry it to sublime heights that is genius and by touching a broken rock face and
Letting it enter your inner being let it surge convulse straining your comprehension you will know
Elemental change not easily defined but altogether enthralling your center has shifted from a puny
Distracted out look to the marvelous possibilities of your world to the doubters and skeptics rocks are
Dead and lifeless the greatest of all who ever stands alone this supreme genius that created all things said if you don’t worship
Then the rocks will cry out there is going to be another cry very soon the unrest the groaning of the rocks
Are telling it is at the door human kind will cry to the rocks fall on me and hide me from the Holy one but
No place will be found the hiding and delivery of immortal souls was once found its horror was displayed on a wooden
Cross where the Holy lamb was slain for lost mankind now it is withdrawn all those left now will will pay a much more terrifying price
Jean Rojas Apr 2015
Shadows of desire
In a sylvan conflagration
Fortold in bamboo pantomime
Incendiary moans
from a cryptic milieu
become a citadel
of apocalyptic proportions

The jazzy pitch
of a saxophone
and the beats of
the sensual drums, afloat
portray the movements
of your body parts....
fingers tapping with a music
unknown....
bring forth a cornucopia
of emotions so wild...
assiduously courting
prodigiously praying
never to be daunted
and never wanting to yield

I am your shadow lover
for you, I will give
In you I will live
For your kiss ,I will breathe
For your touch, I will feel

The world turns
with every sigh that you take
my heart swells
with every sound that you make
Sylvan fires will never cease to be
your love burns brightly
deep inside of me...
For: Jose Manuel Raposo Nunes da Silva
(on the occasion of his 31st birthday)
11 August, 1998
Onoma Feb 2015
There's a vine shaped as lightning--
grapes bittersweet, supple...come to it,
each an epiphany.
Crushed, their red skin lets out juice,
life-yield.
Sealed up and put away...the body knows
its blood, wine-empurpled, crimson throb.
At the wrists, at chest, at temples, at neck.
A synchronized pulse keeps in touch,
batting wings.
It is love that's prepared...to move what's
been born of it.
Embodied to embody--there you are my love.
In shock we've been sutured One.
A forever downed to earth, to imbibe drunken
passion--to keep the body from falling over
lest by love.
No cusp more steady than two lips touching
tale--an Edenic one.
Yet--the more we juxtapose bodies, something
ruptures--hands go wild to clutch that ******.
In shame we block the parts that entered
one another so freely.
Shadows are broken light--love can be
prodigiously cruel, but who among us has heart
to expel such cruelty?
Thusly...the heart drinks deep...to benumb.
Mateuš Conrad Mar 2016
to write against using paragraphs you prevent eye-strain, you increase speed of composition, paragraphs are what you might call the leisurely pace of writing, a promenade with a sun-umbrella, poems can never be written in paragraphs, they need the snap snap snap momentum, obviously unfavourable in times of printing on paper, not economic enough... well, digitalise my *** if you may, we're going to save the amazon rainforest this way!

the 21st doesn't really allow the perks that a 20th century
poet might have, first of all the typewriter has changed,
but so has the page you write on,
back in the 20th century you
lived and wrote,
in the 21st century you write and live,
back then you'd go to a cafe for
about ten days, or to a pub for seven
and talk talk talk, drink, talk talk talk,
play intellectual ping pong,
you lived and wrote,
you didn't write and live -
it's changed, everything has changed,
the pages are like brick walls
everywhere you and can see,
so you apply the rule: well, someone
might see it immediately, so it
must be graffiti rather than poetry,
because a. it's not really written in
public, and b. anyone can take it
immediately, on a random scroll through
this jungle maze of information,
yet poetry written in 20th century took from
the 19th etc. written with that glorious word
ah* or O, that wind of inspiraton, so light,
so breezy entering the heart... the 21st modus operandi?
the word **** **** ****, i.e. it's the ******
hoover dam cracking;
but the other thing is, you also have
the perks of a 19th or an 18th century writer,
a writer like Alexander Dumas or Balzac,
you have time, and you know you have
time to write prodigiously, you know
the audience is a niche of salon corset adorning
perfumed and pampered ladies,
with the gents reading the books to rid
yourself from the existential angst of having
someone bring you peppermint tea in the
afternoon while you lounged and tilled
the field of yawns and un-amusing gatherings
of, well, hardly ecstasy fuelled chorea minor
(st. vitus' dance) dancing raves...
but that's the thing, these days a constant
profile / presence is also a shady presence,
the background noise, ambient refrigerator noise
type observations of your own voice...
it's the 21st century after all,
we have a global world of mass tourism
and easy access to Turkey, Singapore or
Indonesia... but find our neighbour's house
to be Mt. Everest in terms of access...
impassable, well at least it's like that in England,
England and that damnable passive
voyeurism of neighbourly ordeals of staccato -
so you become a mole, you dig into
hades that your self becomes, and you expand
the horizons a little...
but still the perks of writing in the 21st century
is that you can speed up the publishing process
not really minding any material gain,
because, remember: in the 21st century
you write and live, it's not the 20th
century where you can live and write,
that's gone, it's like the idea of what Europe
used to be with free-movement of people
across the union, all the publishing wire fencing
are gone, you have to use this opportunity
to move quickly, use this opportunity,
otherwise it will suddenly disappear in the murk
of what writing used to be: the
ghoul of the infamous Vatican Index -
i mean it's still the early 21st century,
what of the end of it? history can be easily
condensed into an evolutionary theory,
pin-pointing dinosaur fossils and all that,
but i'm working in the framework of a range
of about 100 years, and the dynamics of a century,
nothing more, i'm being realistic like that:
as a poets' poet said: 'you know,
i want to become a philosophers' poet,
i want the shawl of even greater obscurity,
a mythology as it were, this paparazzi
***** and glitter of insect procreation speed
frightens me, i'm not the one for being
encapsulated in some sort of amnesia -
amnesia of the people, people's amnesia,
come one minute, gone the next,
i need to set a coordinate for people who
like to think.' and he was on the money, truthfully said.
people are always talking about all the futilities
of justice: but it's the 21st century!
makes no difference if you can't compare two
centuries and what we do that does not involve serving
our justice... the count of monte cristo always
said what was needed, start embarking on revenge
and your sought out justice will never end, for it
will never really exist, and you will not find
satisfaction in revenge, emotionally you won't,
but obviously cognitively you will, but certainly
not emotionally - since feelings have no aim,
whether in seeking revenge or in pardoning someone
for their idiocy or gluttony or whatever,
emotions are chaos, thoughts can become methodological
to the extent where you will gain revenge,
but up to a certain point, the point of exhaustion,
and then what? give your ear to zatara a while,
your emotions might surprise you, esp. if you're not
thinking out something, make your thought
a coordinate, and send out 360 vectors of the heart
where they please.
Max Neumann Jun 2023
***** a wall behind that wall
Stitch wires made of fear's thoughts
Strive for totally spiky prickles
Polish the cusps of the metal daily

The servants of fear have to be on patrol
Protecting the wall and the wire
Not one dab of audacity must be here
Banned to live in the land of the dabs

That's a new and sheltered existence
Encircled by eternally high walls of wire
I do love these walls prodigiously
Walls are the state of my origin

Although I'm from the garden of flowers
Where in spring the elderberries are fragrant
At night the cats make love there
Where mazes are made of wind

Inside of fear I am free and cheerful
To become more estranged from myself
***** more walls for more walls
Ensure me razor-sharp wire
Walls
wordvango Jul 2015
Will you give me some
     puddy Tat?

Make me mark my territory *******
    as I love to hear your meowing, purring
so, I hiss away all competition,

display, both my pleasure and anger
     flicking my tail tip
deposit my pheromones with my cheeks

our yowls together a treasure resolving
     throughout the neighborhood under
a full moon backlight, Your soft neck in my teeth

awaking the witches and innocence gone
     with vocalizations: starting low pitched rising coming
back down. We always land on our feet.

We may be feral, wild prodigiously mate
         I done let go of your neck,
you retract your claws, we go our ways,

high from the catnip(ing) nap then.
       The queen struts away.
I tom the night , a stray, puppy cat.
Onoma Dec 2013
...there's...
report...
this heart...
firing-away...
as/for/at...
you...you...you!
prodigiously culpable
you...comparable to:
'the beauty in ugly'.
Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading par excellent paragon
parent (parenthetically parochial
particularly partisan) parvenu
passive, passionately paternalistically patient,

paunchy, peaceably pepped, perfectionist,
perceptive, perennially perky, permissively
persevering, persistently personable, perspicuous,
pertinent, phenomenally philanthropic, philharmonic

picturesquely pious, pioneering, piquantly pithy,
playfully pleasant, pleasurably plucky, plummy,
poetically poignant, politely pontificating, popular,
positively potent, powerfully practiced pragmatist,

praiseworthy, prayerfully precious, precise
predominant, preeminently preferable, preparedly
preponderant, presently president, prestigiously
prevailing, priceless, princely, principally pristine,

privately privileged, prized, proactively procreative,
prodigiously productive, proficiently profitable,
progressively prominant, promisingly prompt,
prophetically propitious, prospectively protective,
proudly proven provocative, prudent psyched, puissant,
punctilious, punctually purposeful.
Travis Green Apr 2022
He lures me to him with his intensely fresh fineness
His bright, lithe design, the boldness of his rugged muscles
His sparkling, ardent, and marbled chest
His defined sublime abs suffused with artfully immersing inventiveness The way he speaks his smooth saucy slang
Swerves my world with his spectacularity

He is my fragrant foundation, city made charmer
He feeds my soul with his stupendous thugness
Makes me feen to cling to his desirably pliable hips
Taste his sexually gratifying chocolate
His astonishing armored  arms, his sufficient resilient abs
I revel in his resplendency, rub his immaculate sculpted shoulders

Probe the dopeness of his design, bury my face
Into his prodigiously pleasurable heartland
So seductive and powerful, impossibly ripe and revealing
His flesh, so kissable and strokable
Press my fingers on his enchantingly ****** lips
My velvety belly and buoyant ******* locked to his body
Kiss him steadily, nudge my lush knuckles against your neck
Tease him exceedingly; let my fingers glide up and down his back
As he lapses into my thrillingly tenacious grip
learn silence
and unlearn thought's blear.

must you love.

love its workings,
  its affectations.

  simply by saying
  that to fill a heart
  with all that is clear,
  pour silence into
  the hollow of it
  until it raptures
  and emerges
  complete, hymnal.

this is how i remember you
meandering by, plainly,
like the mouth of the morning
and its slow auburn,
telling me something
i cannot understand (something enigmatic, enciphered in a cornered circle) yet prodigiously
delivered to me, at the verge
of speaking, divining in me,
an intone of solemn invitation.
Exosphere Feb 2021
Liam Neeson was a great tree
he made me cry prodigiously
Addie Bee Sep 2016
She braided her nuclear hair back
tight
after she has woken up and smiled at him.
She was prodigiously happy, but
she was more sorrowful
than they would ever know
That made her tear her hair,
leaking reactants into the unstable
environment like
water drip
dripping
from the leaky tap.
That noise drove her to insanity.
drip
drip
one two
three they
drip
drip d r i pd r i p d ri p Dr i P d R I P
she
felt the nuclear waste
run from her eyes
d
r
I
p
P
i
n
G tears, running down hollow cheeks,
but she was the
happiest girl
in the world—her tears were
rose-tinted glasses    but
     no one knew
Deniece Long Sep 2016
Prodigiously unearthly phenomenon pierced a soul
Goodbye's surreality relinquished her from being whole
Thrown adrift an effervescent spirit blackened like coal....
Travis Green Apr 2022
He is my African king
Hot, lean, and resplendent
Bare, slim, and muscular
Lovely supple hips
His stunningness is my country
That I longingly love

I look outside
And I can see his wonderfully brilliant masculineness
Streaming gleamingly in nature
His tallness is the strikingly handsome
And southern trees
Prodigiously abundant and graceful
Fascinating, flamboyant, and refreshing

His dreamy, elegant arms
Are the luscious, seductive branches
Of high rising trees
Like the brilliant, resilient, and fragrant leaves
Of a profoundly perfumed flower
His delectable and sweet-smelling thighs and legs
Are the precious heavenly stems

His flawless, firm feet are the root
That gives it rise to shine
He is the exquisite and enthralling grassland
Entirely bright, serene, and clean
Immaculately aromatic magicalness
Luxurious soft marvelousness

His captivatingly radiant and dazzling eyes
Are the phenomenally stupendous southern sun
That shines in my eyesight and life
Like flashingly shimmering stoplights
That direct me to where I need to go

His vividly sweet lips are a beguiling bridge of dreams
That reel me into his myriad wonderland
He feeds me his refinement
His illumination and vivaciousness
His invitingly urbane dynamism

I want to feel the earthly expanse of him
Kiss his temptingly sensuous skin
Let our chakras blend
Converse with him with lovingly passionate words
While I float on his immensely mesmerizing clouds
Delight in his all-consuming smoothness
Travis Green May 2022
Your body is a sweet escape to perfect bliss
The most unbelieving and glistening treasure
That I admire and wish to delight in all the time
An adventurous sensuous sight bursting to perfection
I crave to interlace my gayness with my straightness
Enfold my soft, flowery, and insurmountable poetry
Around your incredible stellar attraction

Find dreamy golden magic in your charming masterpiece
Gander at your enchantingly poetic frame
How your heavenly expressive chest
Emanates the greatest captivatingness ever
The way your dominant, arched shoulders glow effortlessly
Your arms blossom with unstoppable astonishingness
With your massively prominent muscles
Your thick alluring neck, your stately sleek cheeks

You are a considerable, irresistible wave
Of sweet, rich, and pleasurable delight
I hanker to splash into the depths
Of your shiny, beguiling, and lively sea
Drown in your desirably crowned profoundness
With you, my journey never ends
It’s an invigorating getaway to ecstasy

You are my bold and sensual artwork
The best fantastical gem, ingenious and lustrous
Bombastic and exuberant, dangerously amorous
You are why I venerate grammar
Within his creation, there are complete and sophisticated sentences
Vivid, soulful subjects and predicates
Divine and powerful pronouns and nouns
Elegant and harmonious verbs and adverbs
Seemingly stupendous prepositions
Fashionably extravagant adjectives

You are a saucy mulatto Adonis
So smooth and youthful all over
A bright city stunner, a divine vibe, my entire life
Your prodigiously exquisite eyes
Are a glorious vortex that takes me
To another world where I can witness
The extraordinary emergence of your flex

There is pristine distinctiveness in your handsomeness
So impressively made, so magical in every outstanding way
I cherish your structural integrity, your rugged construction
How you allow your manhood to shine
Like the rare, amber, and glamorous sunlight
You are the authentic definition of majestic excellence

I love being in your dreamy scented proximity
Loving on your machoness and dopetasticness
I stream into your ever-increasing and appealing ambiance
I caress the wondrous and prosperous lands of your masculineness
Lose myself in your deliciousness
In how your boundlessly potent energy blends with mine
Travis Green Mar 2023
His angelic romantic handsomeness
Makes my head spin, makes my heartbeat race
To the gateway of baking hot Mars
With an exotic macho scent that captures my interest
Leaves me deeply litty, bewitched by his rich heavenly exquisiteness

My light-bright tight kryptonite
So perfectly framed and inviting
With badass magical swagger
That makes me hella strung out
On his strangely desirable beguilement

Blooming brown sugar beauty
Warm velvety compellingness
With a red-hot saucy quality
That enthralls me, that has me digging
The way he vocalizes his words
How he shows off his machoness

My top-notch full-bodied superstar
So lithe and blithesome
So powerfully built like a professional heavy-weight wrestler
The best skillful and unbeatable big hitter
With spectacular sculptured shoulders to stroke

A broad macho back to feel and kiss
A juicy, delicious *** to squeeze
A ferocious, rock-hard sausage to *******
The most flabbergasting *******
To put in my mouth and absorb his knowledge

Worship his moist, succulent hotness
Such a valiant sensational enchanter
My treasured heavenly confection
My sweet, creamy dessert to savor
An extravagant invaluable smash that behaves confidently

A high-quality, provocative delight
That is my wicked ****** appetite
My favorite creative Samson
I love how he excites me with his wildly arousing strikingness
Takes me in his long and prodigiously strong arms

He makes me highly smile while he guides me
To inconceivably delightful paradise
The most exalted and sparkling charmer
I slowly drift into everything he has to say
His phenomenal pillow talk hits me deep
Right in my heart, it conquers me deeply

His intensifying fiery eyes burn through my inner world
Makes me thirst for his charismatically cherry-picked immersiveness
An incomparable 24-karat attraction that shimmers in the limelight
An inestimably infectious and precious affection
That mesmerizes me the more I check out

His sexually tantalizing virileness, I lose control when
My fingers slither up and down his purely sensual skin
Fenced in his magical, mystical supremeness
I digest every deftly elegant word that he speaks to me
Submerge into his praiseworthy amorous manfulness
The following initially crafted approximately three and a half years ago and presently brought a  much sought after surge of satisfaction while meandering along the information superhighway.

Panglossian Perspective
Pivoting Poze Pretentiously

Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading par excellent paragon
parent (parenthetically parochial
particularly partisan) parvenu
passive, passionately paternalistically patient,

paunchy, peaceably pepped, perfectionist,
perceptive, perennially perky, permissively
persevering, persistently personable,
perspicuous, pertinent, phenomenally philanthropic, philharmonic

picturesquely pious, pioneering, piquantly pithy,
playfully pleasant, pleasurably plucky, plummy,
poetically poignant, politely pontificating, popular,
positively potent, powerfully practiced pragmatist,

praiseworthy, prayerfully precious, precise
predominant, preeminently preferable, preparedly
preponderant, presently president, prestigiously
prevailing, priceless, princely, principally pristine,

privately privileged, prized,
proactively procreative,
prodigiously productive, proficiently profitable,
progressively prominent, promisingly prompt,
prophetically propitious, prospectively protective,
proudly proven provocative,
prudently psyched, puissant,
punctilious, punctually purposeful pygmy.
Arlene Corwin Aug 2020
When I’ve nothing to write about, I look at nature and I’m there!  Somewhere the mind binds to this observation which then turns into a meditation or a contemplation.  Below is one such occasion which turned into an opportunity.

       Picking Lingon In The Sun

Sitting on a heather-filled and rugged hill.
Ground abounding in a million lingonberries,
(Simply called in Sweden, lingon)
Weather still, some breeze and sun,
If pleasure is a word for fun,
This is a perfect definition.
Who could want more?
This is Nature in its glory.

Oak standing near
With tiny birches there like weeds.
And I, on knees squeeze in between
To separate the fruit from green
To find  the bitter/sour berry
Growing most prodigiously
Five and six per stem.

Mindful and relaxed,
A wee bit taxing,
Climbing in, out, up
Focussed on each future cup
Of jam-to-be
I cheerily fill up my oblong plastic cup
Short of the top
For fear of dropping my collection.

Once at home
This sweet reflection
Will end up a poem.

Picking Lingon In The Sun 8.24.2020 Circling Round Nature II; Arlene Nover Corwin
Travis Green Jun 2022
You kindle my queerness
Starts rapid, uncontrollable flames
Of vast splashy passion
Where I slip
Into his sensuous
Stormy seas
Thick with
Lecherous poetica erotica

Feel impossible rushes
The more I delve
Your sweet lickable flesh
Taste the exciting hotness
Of your body

Press my palms
On your wondrously
Ardent arms
Your prodigiously
Potent shoulders
Your keen
Streamlined thighs

How I yearn
To take a journey
Through your macho mancave
Feel our worlds collide
As you take me
On a dangerously ****** ride
To incredible widespread ecstasy

You sheathe me
In your electric heat
Where I am suddenly speechless
Feeling you
Climb on top of me
You set my body afire

You enslave me
In your greatness
You make me
So enamored by
Your golden
Intoxicating honey
Travis Green Sep 2022
To be deep inside your mind’s core
Ascertain profound insight from your divineness
Bask in your vast, fiery excitingness
Rude, rich, and vivid slickness
Vigorous and prolific manliness
Luminous, luscious-looking lad
***** industrious stud
Muscular merry marvel
Handsome high-spirited hot shot

I want to feel your movement
Become prone to your ardent headstrong grandiosity
Glide in your bright, timeless invitingness
Marvel at your long, crash-hot, and braided hair
Feel your flashy face furniture
Prodigiously velvety cheeks
Incredibly iridescent and arresting eyes
Formidable forehead fur
Viviacious and v-shaped

I am pervaded with crazy gay sensations
About your steamy stimulating nakedness
I am bound to your sound sublime strikingness
Clapped in picturesque, sinister-looking irons
Anxious to be claimed as your most prized possession
Your crisp and sweet sugar superstar
Your heavenly and lecherous bombshell
Thirstily anticipating for you to devour
My raw and ****-hot astonishingness
Travis Green Jun 2022
I long for you
To take
Ownership
Of my body
Caress me
All over
With your
Sensual hands

Command
My realm
Arouse
My gayness
Devour
My nation

Touch me
Deeply
Tease me
Please me
Breathe in
My sweetness
Enthrall me
With fluidly
Powerful moves

Let your smooth
Sensual love
Run through
My world
Enclasp me
In your splashiness

Make me burn
In your immersiveness
Surround me
Astound me
Take me down
Make my limbs quake
Make me perspire

My mind
Pervaded
With ****** desires
Prodigiously
****** words
Rolling off
My tongue
While your
Hunkiness
Hypnotizes me

Engulf me
In your fervent heat
Let our essentially
Unbridled sensations interlace
All up in
Each other’s
Headspace
Yenson Dec 2021
Blowing in the w/c....
If for a second your opining's matters
there are but to yourselves
for do the skies gaze wistfully for shelter
when the sun heats up a storm
ubiquitous minds grazing in echo chambers
but to hear their resounding dins
for in emptiness volume is the usurpers finding homes
and log fires for burdened nonentities
in markets of the unknowns words are cheapest cargoes
raining prodigiously from raw fevered minds
there're trillions of stars in the universe of here and everywhere
but most are too dim to be noticed or viewed
orators talk words but who guarantees that words don't talk orators
here's chin-chin to the unhinged in the gutters of cheap speech
Travis Green May 2022
He is the smoothest chocolate marvel
Blossoming from head to toe
Like a brilliant bouquet
Of superb, long-stemmed, and fragrant roses

He is like the supreme springtime sunshine
Thick with deliciously exquisite wonders
A shining igniting flame
That draws me into his extravagant enchantment

The flawless firmness of his broad charming chest
The surface of his arms, sleek and sparkling
Long and prodigiously solid
I could share an unforgettable night with him
And drown in every bright, striking scene

Taste the poetica erotica on his irresistibly enchanting lips
His full, thick, and coal-black beard
His expressive velvety eyes are sensational to gaze at
I could collide with him all night long
While we melt away into each other
Travis Green Apr 2022
I desire for him to be in my life, to rock my house
Let me taste his soft silky structure
Feel the utter hot lushness of his entrancingly seductive flesh
Bare delectable body hair, sensual seasoned thriller
Flawless marvelous sauciness, brick-solid charming chest
Appealingly long and lissome arms
Remarkable sparkling veins, unconquerable muscular abs
He is my explosive ****** dopeness
So stunningly skilled, blissful, and filled with sensational pleasures

I crave to fold him in my gateway of gayness
Inhale his clean, sweet, and earthy redolence
Let his masculinity dominate my underconsciousness
Lay in his temple of seamlessly swirling and resplendent dreams
Gape at the brilliant gay fireworks igniting
In the impassioned black magical night
Stroke his prodigiously fine-***** body
Observe the firm flawless brushwork of his muscularity
How he takes me into a thousand enchanting nights alive with paradise
Travis Green Nov 2022
Make mad sweet and thrilling love to me
Mister breezy and dreamy Papi
Drench me in your steamy
And steezy succulency
Pound my tight, creamy enclosure
Make me lit as ****

Make me cuss and ****
Feel you rearrange and vandalize my ****
Set my innerness alight
Bite into my bright spicy sweetness
Make my physique burn
With breathtaking and raging amorosity

Fill my slick sweet shop up
With your freshalicious pleasure-filled appealingness
Make me more stimulated
When you invade and captivate my privacy
Lick my lovingly ***** and voluptuous legs and thighs
Tantalize my toes with your lecherous licks

Pull me into your artistically astonishing world
Where your powerful insurmountable masculinity
Claims and tames my wetness
Amaze my inner space
Hit my hotness hard and long
Make me explode with your glowing
And smoking magic potion
Of showy noteworthy incomparableness

Make me freeze uncontrollably
With your impeccably compelling
And sweet-smelling impressiveness
Stare sensually at my prodigiously
Heavenly and harmonious body
Punish me with your devouring firepower

Make me have endless wet dreams
Of your luscious, supple muscularity
Make me bow down to your profoundness
Feel your rob my heart and soul
Take charge of my thoughts and feelings
Intimidate me with your beastly
Bewitching breeziness

Make me shudder in your hungry
Southern jungle of wild and exotic sauciness
Feel the staggering wrath of your spashiness
Stampede through my inner space
Make me your favorite exhilarating slow jam
Feel the incredibly infectious melody within my vessel
Let me melt into your flexing delectable majesticness
Feel your far-reaching, intimate, and transcendent
Knowledge swirl in my innerness

Slide your extraordinarily magical hotness
Into the depths of my plentiful and splendid cany store
Brilliant, wonderful marvel
Taste me like a tender, juicy, and flavorful steak
Make my head spin in slow, sensuous rotation
Powerful and irresistible sweetness

**** me down, smash my guts
Plough into my wildness
Reach the inner scented walls
Of galactic happy home
Bewitch and shift my existence
Make me crumble and mumble

Hunt me down in your magnificent jamming jungle
Make me stagger as you enrapture
My delicate and heavenly framework
Make my body shake
The more you slam your insanely huge
And rude snake into my titillating maze
Of lush, rich, and exquisite pleasures

Give me every eminent inch of your supremeness
Listen to your crowned jouncing ball bag
Slap against my beauteous, delicious flesh
Break my back doors in
And plaster my perfect and matchless masterpiece
With a hopping heap of creamy steamy *****
Travis Green Apr 2022
I hold his marvelous chocolate richness, breathe him into my vessel
Let his intensely deep and mesmerizing rhythm regulate my nation
Drown profoundly into his divinely inviting paradise
His sexually streamlined desirableness, his remarkably clever
And complex mind, serenely majestic, lovable, and precious
A studious visionary luminary, electric succulent flex, full warm lips
So deliciously appealing like caramel candy gold bars
Like sweet milk bread, like cinnamon syrup-glazed doughnuts

Encompass me in his intriguing and extravagant gloriousness
Strong-jawed, outrageously tall, virile, vivacious, courageous
Dark-haired mustached debonairness, remarkably refined, well-made
Worldly wise and sensual, heavenly manly bliss, how I drift
Into him wholeheartedly, overwhelmingly obsessed with magicalness
The continuous, passionate, and feverish excitement he brings to me

So prodigiously popular, a sheer thrilling marvel, a prominent dauntless Phenomenon, shimmering like wondrous, unique, and
Priceless pearls, peerless, matchless exquisiteness, indestructible
Stud with bad boy qualities, how I hanker for him to rock my bed
Make my body bounce to his wild, impassioned, and alluring cadence
Sweet rhythmical perfectness, masculine, musical massiveness
Mellow and graceful, irresistibly thrilling art that touches my heart

I am bound to his unconditional, unconquerable, and hypnotic charm
Incarcerated in his gorgeous, glossy, and best hot chocolate
Creamy and luscious, thick velvety sweetness, sticky flavored dreams
Tasty homemade greatness, his lovingness sets me ablaze
I yearn for him like crispy honey garlic chicken wings
Like creamy broccoli cheese casserole, highly digestible smoke
My lush, moist sugar and sweetness, my ultimate craving

I want to absorb all his perenially fruitful and extensive topics
His collectively interesting and sensational majesty
His love floats like a Belgian canal boat on the sea over my body
In the deepest extents of my gayness, so remarkably reassuring
I desire to be with him where its pitch dark and quiet
Where I can delight in his super smoking fineness

Taste the exciting treasures he harbors in his heartland
Hear him speak to me with his dreamy country slang
Let him put his hands all over my exuberant, milky flesh
Feel his slippery sweet words stuck in between my teeth
Press hard up against me, let his aggressive appealingness
Take me out of my mind where I have no power left in me
But to yield to all his great, eternal, and exalted treasures
Travis Green Jul 2022
I love the way you slay my inner space
The way you rock and spark my body
Swathe me in your hypnotic cosmic sauce
Chain to your unquantifiable tight game
Fuel my inner flame with your untamed
High-octane enticingness

Surround me in your bright, shining paradise
Let me seep into the deepest dreamy dimensions
Of your solid silken masculinity
Taste your lush luminescent neck
Smooth my hands along your lean, youthful arms
Fall into your top-quality enthralling allure

Delve your stalwart flex, your sheer ardent exterior
As my mysterious silky whispers surge through your ear
I kiss your prominent reverent lips
Take in your cool, surrender to your smoothness
Fall deeper into your chillin’ chiseled composition
Touch your thrilling tatted thugness

Let my sweetness creep into your mind
Hypnotize your entireness
Make your prodigiously taut body quiver
The more my tongue delivers unutterably intense pleasure
To your aesthetically refreshing flesh
Travis Green Feb 2023
He tastes so extra deliciously man-cellent
With the way his active badass love muscle
***** and smokes my throat
Makes me choke as he showcases
His dangerous mind-bending manliness

He divides and electrifies my entireness
Enters my veins like an anatomically
Vile and powerful parasites
Makes my mouth water
The more his perfectly brazen and fascinating blade
Streams against the seamless surface
Of my grapefruit pink tongue

Such a glossy and saucy rod
Fraught with unconquered and undaunted machoness
I love how it twitches
When it meets my magnificent juicy lips
When I kiss the tasty treasured tip

Rub it against my russet cheeks
As he snatches at my merry turgid crests
Grab hold of my stacked spectacular satellites
My moans become deeper
As he captures my inner world

I shower his mad mantastic mushroom head
With hot thick saliva while he pushes me
Face down on his fat, shiny, and sleek solidness
Make him tremble as I disassemble
His dreamy, inventive supremeness

Marvel at his huge, sturdy, and unyielding chest
His hard handsome abs, his broad, taut shoulders
His glistening, oil-slicked arms are everything
He is a vicious, sun-kissed beast
That makes me have the hots
For his megalithic, unprecedented slickness

My overwhelmingly affectionate
And exhilarating Prince Charming
All I wanna do is gobble him up
Feel him cruise through the highways
Of my fragrant graceful gayness
Like a blueberry kush blue charger
While I give him insane flaming brain

Trace his long, rock-solid *******
With my eager, soft hands
Slow stroke it, make ardent exotic love to it
Let it dance in my throat
Make him go crazy as ****
As I corrupt his ******, ****** construction

Let my delicious moist lips
Wander all around his lusciously
Massive and vicious turgidity
Give him what he wants
Let him become lost in my mellow, velvety hotness

Cherish it like smooth and hearty collard greens
Gasp with passion as I enrapture
The slick, mesmerizing tip
******* it to the base
Embrace his persuasive poetic taste

Navigate through his wild
And gloriously rampant jungle
Of massive, godlike attraction
Strike him with my overpoweringly
Desirable and shining vitality

Polish his prodigiously rigid
And raw phenomenality with my energetic tongue
Make him breathe hard
With uncontrollable jolts
With delightful high-quality moans
That makes him feel sexually excited

Draw him into my profound resounding beat
Transport him into incredibly pleasurable majesticness
Of hot off the press ecstasy
Behold how he opens and closes his tantalizing hazel eyes
And shoots out a plethora of devil’s dynamite delight in my throat
Travis Green Apr 2022
I am heavily into his unbelievably
Vigorous and stalwart body
Warm and luscious, extraordinarily desirable
Divine and lithe, tight and exciting
Hard and hot, flawless and astonishing
He makes me so soft and tender
Willing to surrender to him

He is an equation of sweetness and hotness
An incredibly expressive, intriguing, and gemlike rarity
I hold him in my mind, constantly feening
To give him a long, fond kiss
Clench his lean, sleek neck
Press his smooth bare stomach to mine

Lick his prodigiously broad shoulders
His delectably solid, saucy, and golden chest
His distinctively hairy armpits
He gives me a hard-on
I want to take him deep into my slick, thirsty throat
Stroke his smoothly and sufficiently
Coax his skillful silky lips with my beguiling brown lips

Press up against his completely captivating chest
Slowly and sexually **** his dreamy tingling tips
While he moans deep and blissful sounds
Let me affect his intellect
Ride deep into his mind
Allow my hands to nuzzle up to his sensational naked ***
Smack my palms against his concrete cheeks

Stroke his hot growing pole
Taunt his bouncy ***** with my wet sensuous mouth
Feel him become defenseless
His body convulsing in my proximity
He moans out loud, “Aahhh ****”
And shoots a riveting release of ecstasy all over my hands
I keep him close to me and kiss him more
He is forever my loverboy
Everything I extremely enjoy
Travis Green May 2022
I desire to be
In the driver seat with you
On the paved path to ecstasy
Naked in each other’s embrace

Hands trailing flesh
Bright wild eyes
Locked on one another
Prodigiously passionate thighs
In flawless rhyme with each other
Smooth, sultry legs coalesced
Fiery untamed kisses
Explosive ****** thoughts

You proceed without caution
With your awesome sauce
With your unstoppable flex
I am feverish and wet
Wild about you like *******
A spazzed out crack addict

The more I feel for you
The more I severely lose myself
I can’t stop what my heart wants
I am in the fast lane
Going insane over your aggressive game
Travis Green Apr 2022
He is unbelievably charming to watch from afar
To admire his hot remarkable chocolate body
His smooth alluring chest, his shredded protective arms
His absurdly bare and sturdy shoulders
His vigorous, sexalicious abs

He is my favorite, magical, and everlasting slow jam
Sensual, powerful, memorable, and hypnotically thrilling
Delicious, ecstatic, expressive, and triumphant
To look at him prodigiously flexing

It brings extra excellent elatedness to my creation
Gazing at his smooth stellar structure
Every part of him oozing awesome sauce
His warmly compassionate eyes are all I want to take in
His intensely deep-set and debonair eyebrows are inviting

His fragrant **** lips are where I want to escape into
And taste his lusciously arousing thugness
Let him feed me his vision of heavenly pleasures
Let his soul loving music suffuse my vessel
Become intoxicated by his amazingness
Craving to coil my gayness around his straightness
Drift into the supremely endless discovery of him
Travis Green Apr 2022
He is my melanin dream galaxy
Teeming with perpetual iridescent charm
Crash-hot tattoed smoothness
Immaculate dapper drip
Heavenly dreadhead spectacle
He shines bright like electric lights in marvelous homes
Like brilliant, jazzy nightclubs

I crave to float in his soul jamming dopeness
Allow him to illuminate my gayness
Circle my world of glorious wonder
Suffuse my space with your gorgeously
Intoxicating and macho fragrance
His hotness makes me gasp deep, desirable sounds
His extraordinarily royal tallness
Is the dreamiest sight to take delight in

He is a magically divine Milky Way
A prodigiously stellar and seductive place to embrace
Cozy and fascinating, sublime, exotic, and dangerous
Wondrously warm, elegant, and timeless
I want to taste his irresistibly delicious and velvety poetry
In the hot sleek hallway of my throat
With his smoky masculine chocolateness
Exceptionally rich, spicy, and prominent
Triumphant, durable, and memorable
Remarkably respectable, shamelessly extravagant
He is permanent passionate ink etched
On my pleasant, joyful, and ***** chest

I want him all over my flesh
Sing his slow, sensual, and enchanting anthems
To my mind, body, and soul
Make my nation vibrate and jam
Slam dunk his hunkiness in the hoop of my sumptuousness
Make me cosmically sweet all over

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