All Things Norse
All Things Norse
The dark and dreary autumn skies
Illuminating moon amplifies
Shadowy figure arises
Through the misty fog belies
Her falcon cloak wears a whirring sound
Absorbed by loves battleground
Affliction blight of Niflheim
Embracing Freya’s willowy frame
This goddess walks through towering wheat, bittersweet
With grandeur attributes, beauty becomes deplete
For about her neck clings Brisingamen of fire
She knows the cost beloved husband was acquired
Odin’s ravens fly above divulge shiny blackened feathers
Hunting her walk upon the hills in steady measure
The moon sends its beams between darkened clouds
Reflecting her ebony ringlet hair abounds
Here in Folkvangr lives the field of host
Battle cries for mountainous ghosts
Hnitborg holds the mead of poetry
In mound of heights lives ancestry
And amber tears fill the alabaster jar
Until they reunite her to Odh
July 24, 2014
Copyright © Margaret Franceschini | Year Posted 2014
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment