Long Scandinavia Poems

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Premium Member All Things Norse

Norse things of Scandinavia 
offer a perspective, not trivia
of things visible and invisible 
which complement each other.

intuition and imagination of things norse
are values of consequence, all endorse
not subjective, are open to interpretation real
visible and invisible seen as a whole, it’s clear.

the invisible sustains the visible of the world 
whether good or bad of the senses it twirled
in flesh world the elements merge with divinity 
seen with “eye of reverence” sacred is profanity.

prior to today’s world a “Great Abyss” existed
an animating spirit of silence and dark twisted
It was slain by the god brothers Vé, Vili and Odin 
who built the visible world from its flesh akin. 

“See a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.” By Blake’s hand.

Form: Rhyme
Date: 10.7.2014
Form: Rhyme


The White Tribe

The white tribe

In Europe and in other countries, with sizable white populations, the worry is, are the white becoming a minority? 
It used to be easy, the white were the English, Scottish, and, reluctantly the Irish.
Of course, there was the Vikings in Scandinavia too blond for their own good and tended to be seen as an apparition.
The French were sort of white, except for those in the South they were like the Spaniards of Andalusia positively Arabs; as were the Portuguese of the Algarve
with the colonization of Africa and the east, by the English, the Spaniards the French, the Portuguese and 
the rest of white nations who wanted a share of the loot.

As we march forward in the immense unknown fog
we call future, for lack of a better description, and with the realization the definition of white was too narrow, the Arabs were included as were the Chinese, although it must be said, the Chinese do not take kindly being called “white” but unblinkingly accept the term. For business purposes.
The white race thought they were a majority, what with armies and so on and they released the illusion that the powerful white race was an illusion, even Britain today has an Indian Prime minister, not to mention the Jewish never considered being white, runs the cultural life
and the news outlets.
White, these days doesn't mean skin color but is about financial well-being, knowing the language of the day 
spouting democratic slogans, condemning Russia and Putin, and wishing them horrible deaths.
So you can be a Kenyan and considered white, whether a Kenyan would agree or not depends on his income
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Premium Member A Merry Christmas To the World

To San Francisco, New York City.
London, Paris, and the world.

Moscow, Russia, and Frankfort, Germany.
Switzerland, Austria, and Belgium.

I send a message to them all.
I send the nicest message, to a world
of people, who are! 

Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'.
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all.

A Merry Christmas to you darling.
A Merry Christmas to the world.
A Merry Christmas to a world of people, who are! 

Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'.
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all.

To Portugal, Ireland, and France.
To Africa, and Canada, and South America.

I send the nicest message to them all.
I send the nicest message to a world of people, who are! 

Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'.
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all.

To Spain, Mexico, and Japan.
To Sweden, Scotland, and the world.
To Scandinavia, and all of the Baltic States.
And what I've excluded, from them all.

A Merry Christmas to you darling.
A Merry Christmas to the world.
A Merry Christmas to a world of people, who are! 

Givin' and livin'.Just livin' and givin'..
Just givin' and livin', and lovin' for all..

A Merry Christmas Song-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1985,2014..ALL rights reserved..
Form: Ballad

Scandinavia

Scandinavia 

Finland is the whitest country in the world 
I read and according to the article in 
the Sunday paper, happy in their whiteness
People in Scandinavia tend to be pale-faced
Sweden too, was white and still is, but lately 
people from Muslim countries have muscled 
in and disturbed the cohesion, which leaves
many a Swede worried about the future and
Greta Thunberg, will she convert and use 
a face veil? I think not, she fills out her jeans 
looks like a woman, although of small stature 
Norway, another white country, is wealthy 
selling oil and gas products to anyone who
needs to fill a tank, but since Elon Musk 
visited, they were flattered as it is not often
anyone famous visits this ashen race
When he left, people bought electric cars 
to save the ambient and sled dogs
The chalky people of Norway are not alone
there are the Sami people up north not far
from the Border of Russia, they also want
a share the riches
One would think. when people go electric
but keep selling pollution should bother them
not at all hypocrisy is alive and well
Whatever happens, self-interest rules ok.  
At last, we have the Danish, who have a sweet national song, big container ships and a king
that rides in the park
But I think what makes the Dane happy is 
the knowledge they are not Germans
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The Russians Are Coming

The Russians are coming

Skiers complain it is too cold, most of them are from the cold country
is the frost in China different than say, Scandinavia?
A newspaper gleefully telling us there fewer spectators this time
then in the Olympic last time, I think this tittle-tattle has to do with
infantile reports looking to throw some  China’s way.
The war that didn’t happen and are not going to cover the front
pages of Europe, one senses they are willing a war against Russia.
Crimea was not annexed by Russia, there was a vote in favour
of being a part of that country, which is natural since most people
living in Crimea are Russians; this is a no brainer.
 I so do dislike I. Phones; bills are sent to the phone nothing on paper
my phone is blocked because I let the battery run flat
Now they ask for my code to open the bloody phone who in 
their does right mind remember a code?
Meanwhile, the sporting people continue to chase gold in Pequin.
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Form: Sonnet


Premium Member Corruption As Lethal As Corona Virus

Corruption and Covid 19 both a virus raiding our planet,
Only socialism works as in Finland in Scandinavia,
Realistically corruption has bankrupted countries, quad tripled poverty
Ruined our God given bountiful earth, brought it to its knees
Utopia that is just a mere word no country has it,
Perhaps Iran and America will go to war and we get caught in the middle,
This corruption has become insane, Russians itching to do the same,
Integration of all colours creeds and nations essential, poor and wealthy alike
Only severe repercussions will result if we don’t take action now,
Nothing seems to erase this filthy greed which has become so obtrusive.
   
Entering Competition: Any Acrostic Poem
Sponsor : Line Gauthier
Date 013/04/2021
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member A Land of Many Things

Known for one, behind which are many more,
a Land well carved into
geographic abundance and anthropologic history.
A land of majestic fjords and of the midnight sun.
A land possessed by the people of colourful clothings
and known for rearing reindeers.
A land of the troll
both that of the scandanavian folklore
and the largest object ever moved by man.

A land of the “tran” against rickets
and one also full of romance to the brown cheese.
A land greeted with a great history of raiders
but having a landscaped virtually void of castles.
Now a modern terrain
and an advanced pasture of the Scandinavia,
glorified by its topmost position
in the eventful tussles of the winter.
Form: Ode

Mis Chakras No Tus Chakras

Mis Chakras No Tus Chakras

It’s too early in the morning to have my patience challenged.
Woosah _ kumbaya _ got to get my chakras in balance.
Hold back my tongue _ use small words _ set breath at steady pace.
Surely what needs saying is clearly written on my face.

Muscles in my jaw refusing to smile.
Being a lying phony’s never been my style.
Best effort to grin becomes a scary grimace.
Nothing else to do but quickly leave the premise.

After botching up the routine plans of my day.
“Have a Good One” is all that BLEEP had to say.
I bet that negative Nancy’s spine is perfectly in line.
He’s too comfortably pleased with giving me a hard time.

As I looked through my rearview, I had to remind myself.
Don’t overlook the sole purpose of that being called the “Elf”.
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[In this writing elves.... Image result for the history from elfmythology.net
The word elf is found throughout the Germanic languages and seems originally to have meant 'white being'. ... For example, a number of early modern ballads in the British Isles and Scandinavia, originating in the medieval period, describe elves attempting to seduce or abduct human characters.]... not good.   With that said, one never knows what anyone is lining or aligning themselves up to be/become. Judge the actions, not the idea!
Form: Imagism

Boby Fatt's Adventure

Boby Fett’s adventures 

I used to be a friend of Joseph when he was a bank robber
when he robbed a bank in Tbilisi, I helped him to get away 
the money he said was to help his cause.
One can say he owed me a favour, which came in handy.
There was a revolution and Joseph became a president
that was ok, but he became brutal and one evening
when we sat drinking Georgian wine, we had a discussion 
I called him a butcher.
I thought I was going to be shot, but since he owed me a favour
I was sent to Siberia with a bag of potatoes.
Luckily, I had a box of matches in my pocket a knife hidden
in my shoe, therefore able to survive to the last potato.
A wandering Sami people with their heard of reindeers on 
the way to Scandinavia saved me.
For the Sami tribe, there is no border.
I took my old name back, Harry Finkelstein, a name I had kept
secret from Joseph, my friend from the bank robber days.
I got a job on the Manhattan project keeping tab of screws
needed to make a bomb, the rest is history.
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The Last Viking

Erik Bye was a writer, entertainer, TV personality, and easily, in the sixties and the seventies, the most popular man around.
He was born in New York to Norwegian parents who later went back to live there, while their son Erik went
back to the USA to finish his education.
On returning to Norway, he wrote a book about his experiences crisscrossing the USA.
The travel book was a best-seller in Scandinavia and
the book was also translated into English.
Erik also wrote some other books and many songs about the seas
As a journalist interviewing people from the masses
he was superb at getting them to open up and tell their story.
His own untold story was his battle with the booze
Oslo, in the sixties, was difficult to find a place to drink on Sundays, he and his drinking cronies bought 
flight tickets to Denmark, and could sit in the international lounge, drink, and miss the plane.
He was also a prolific songwriter, many of his songs have been published in book form
Erik Bye was, in his lifetime, a big, imposing figure 
It looks like the way we think Vikings appeared 
Alas, his health took a beating; the alcohol spares none after several hospital stays, he passed away at 78
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