Odin Poems - Poems about Odin

Baldur’s goal was to grow up and become a warrior for the Hrungnir He was careful what he put inside his body to be ready and pure. His mother was amazed he could push breads and sweets away. Young Baldur knew his final ultimate destination back in the day. Since childhood he had dreamed of conquering the enemy divine. I...

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My ode to Odin: Hanging in Yggdrasil, Neither in sky, nor on Earth. For nine nights and nine days, Without mead or a meal. A self-inflicted spear wound, As I sacrificed myself to myself. I watched my blood flowing to the ground, With my blood creating the runes, As their wisdom entered my bones. A Seidr I became to enhance...

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My ancestors were Vikings and, Their blood runs thru my veins. They follow me in this life as, I am a present day warrior. I have a dream where I was a shield, Maiden and fought with my father, Brothers and sister shield maidens. I am guided by Odin. Odin bugle calls me to war. He has visons and dreams that, Shows us...

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So I came nigh with my eyes so bright, in search of him as a brute beast hungry for its prey. With eagle's eyes I saw him afar off, lying loosely atop the mountain. "There lies my prey, the heinous venom." His sense was far gone as he laid as a bow stretched by an archer; with seven...

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It was a long time ago, ten thousand years or so, when magic and crows, held premium pose and place among many untold. It mattered not if there was heat or cold, all the people sang my praise in rowse. That day's victory will go down in history, and I had been the hero...

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The gray bearded wizard in its night blue cloak, two ravens and a wolf are his recognition flock. He has the ability to shape shift from the dead, into animals speaking the language of same is said. In midwinter nights he is leading a furious host called Wotan, occupying ritual haunted burial cemeteries of man. Legends proclaiming Odin’s procurement and decision. giving...

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Take you no bread nor wine. Craving will die in time. For those who endure rime will know a joy sublime. Hanging from windswept tree, know yourself, know your deeds. Drooping now over scree, suffer in bitter glee. Many days without cup. Many nights without sup. Riddles and truths unstuck. Screaming still, take them up. Cut down from hickory, rise now in victory. Feat for the century, spread now your...

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Hammer strikes, thunders emerge ripping dark skies to burn Satan's toys___nukes Aug 29, 2020 17 syllables ~Monoku If I Am A Super Heroine-Hero Poetry Contest Placement: 01...

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The Dawn breaks as planned , Mrs and Mr god look down upon their creations and children. Mrs God weeps because the children have forgotten their mother and send her no thanks or love , Mr God is enraged at this insult. He and Mrs God continue to look sorrowfully upon their children and at their constant fighting and...

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Slephnir for thou art mine as well with Odin Trusted companion whose rhythmic beating charms and guides us. Yours is the carrier which protects and finds us, Upon your back it’s that we proceed to unknown worlds and take council with those who have passed and we have loved before. Slephnir ‘Thy mighty hooves send drumming through out all...

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Odin: The crimes of the father Reach out to the son you yourself has agreed to that Old as you are. Loki: Then you Odin are truly cursed Even more so than me And I had never agreed to that when it came To any of the aesir, vanir or jotun. Unless we were in a time of war. And Thor and...

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Loki: Sigyn and Angrboda know their wyrd well Even the far seeing eye of odin Does even the all seeing eye have its faults? The curse of knowledge or forgetfulness perhaps Angrboda is born of the blood of the volva She knows well the fates and wyrd of men and immortals alike The mother of wolves, my lovely consort Sigyn my...

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Loki:Short is your victory: for fenris, my son, will rip your jaws and rule a new world. Come, let us end it! Ages we've waited, we who were old when the worlds were still young." My child hela,shall lead an army of the dead against thee to which all the einherjar shall die or flee And freyr to fall by...

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loki: For nine nights only your own will had bound you to the World ´s Tree, you treacherous God, while I wore a chain that I chose not, forever: With cruel fetter my freedom you took!" Odin: "Too cunning and unpredictable you were, too wild to roam free: Greater your strength and hunger in magick and in power Then even my own,...

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I am in Hell’ my dear father And we cannot be together You’ll not give me last advice You’ll not back me paradise. I was killed by crafty Loki In Death garden I am walking Cry my mother cry my wife Mistletoe has taken life. I’m still waiting Resurrection I have tired of disconnection I am god of human spring, But I’m running...

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