Kathryn's Love Part Iv
Gundar Nills Sails Into the Night!
Part Four
A lone Viking ship
With Black Sails,
Pounding the waves
In the midst of
natures fury.
The worse the weather,
The more the Gods
Looked on with
Favor.
Gunder Nills, the Viking King
Hated and loved
This journey.
Everything about it
Was wrong.
The wrong time of year,
The winter storms,
He did not care,
A Welshland Prince
Had killed his son,
A headless corpse
Returned.
Revenge fueled his lust,
Pride drove him into
Madness.
As Gunder Nills
Lamented the loss
Of his first born
Son.
Waves crashing over the bow,
King Gundar did cry.
Revenge is mine!
Killing will to be done,
Screamed Gunder Nills, the
Viking King.
His Grey blonde mane
Matted his skull
From the salty spray
That night.
Damn you all,
You motherless sons.
Row, he yelled.
Row, he bellowed
From the helm
Of his Viking Ship.
A Demon he was,
Crazed with mourning
And loss.
His Gods listened
That night to
Gunder Nills,
The Viking King
Driven Mad by
Sadness.
The Sail's filled
and the Viking ship
Pushed Southward
Under gale force winds,
With Gunder Nills
At the helm.
Into the blinding
Winds and rain..
Black Sails
Of warring furled
The return of
The hated Viking King,
Gundar Nills..
Two hundred
Ships he
Commanded.
Copyright © Randall Smith | Year Posted 2010
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