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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Yet My Mind Holds Invincible Summer Hues Bitter cold, ice ravages red-cliffs in my veins Yet my mind holds invincible summer hues O' Darkness thy black-hand my spirit restrains Tho' thy power rages from thy dark Lord's pews Flee thee far back into thy dark Lord's abode Plead thy master, at Byrnhilda's rock for aid Summer's warmth, my fiery embers sent explode My Viking blood, proves I am iron made With such power I banish thee with one breath Tho' thy great wealth of evil is fierce and strong Birthright, I draw residues from Odin's death Epic strength and power from Valkyries's song Bitter cold, ice ravages red-cliffs in my veins Yet my mind holds invincible summer hues O' Darkness thy black-hand my spirit restrains Tho' thy power rages from thy dark Lord's pews Carry thy dark master this warning I send With shields of truth, and armored Nordic powers And with soul's all, and all my strength I defend Against stones thrown from Dark Lord's brimstone towers When Valhalla's halls open for my passing And Odin sits with mighty Thor at his side Few will have entered in this pledge surpassing Held firm, courage, loyalty and Viking pride Bitter cold, ice ravages red-cliffs in my veins Yet my mind holds invincible summer hues O' Darkness thy black-hand my spirit restrains Tho' thy power rages from thy dark Lord's pews Robert J. Lindley, 8-19-2016 Syllables Per Line: 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 0 11 11 11 11 Total # Syllables: 308 Total # Words: 221 Note: I was bored this afternoon, decided to finish last 12 verses to this poem. Begun as a tribute to my Viking heritage.. Hope you may enjoy it my friends..
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