Short Norse Poems
Short Norse Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Norse by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Norse by length and keyword.
O, Viking Gods of the Norse
you governed the mighty seas
your boats were built of gopher wood
and you made wise use of a breeze!
Copyright McCuen 2008
Mirror Universe
In the ethereal cosmos of your subconsciousness
Is the mirror universe
Of the symptoms of your stagnate mind
That you thought you left behind
A systematic reality in reverse
Of the astral plane
A seer whispers with suspicious viciousness
As you hold high your spear
In the crimson maw of Fenrir
Ending his eons of definitive reign
(Unfinished)
You shall be the father of Medicine decreed the Spirit God.
That’s no fun! Replied Eir, the only Norse on the island of Nod.
Medicine folk are staid, stuck up, particular, persnickety and odd.
I will add merriment to your assignment Medicine and Merry.
That delighted Eir’s sister, who was named Creative Carrie.
She quit smiling when Spirit God said “you are in charge of your brother Jerry.”
The thunder rang out…..
over….
the foothills, forests and fertile fields
like the battle cry of the Valkyrie’s.
Rain
Fell
like the
pounding
hoofs of their of their steeds.
Tree limbs
Lay
torn asunder
by Thor’s lightning,
reaching
longingly for the fabled halls of
Valhalla…………………..
mimicking the brawny arms of the Nordic Hordes.
The only other sound….
on the feral wind
was Loki’s laughter
as the flames rose
from the churches steeple.
The woman of the day cables brought us a decorated egg
I would have rather had some ale, in a sturdy looking keg
Our crocodile-like creature wanted to taste the egg of course.
The blue bird of happiness was irritated, we call him Mr. Norse.
A dragon with a striped tummy showed up carrying a sign.
Everyone stand down, the woman yelled, that dragon is all mine.
We had no idea what happened to him, but she was all upset.
Mr. Norse who is a gloomy goober said “she will eat him, I do bet.”
The woman of the day cables brought us a decorated egg
I would have rather had some ale, in a sturdy looking keg
Our crocodile-like creature wanted to taste the egg of course.
The blue bird of happiness was irritated, we call him Mr. Norse.
A dragon with a striped tummy showed up carrying a sign.
Everyone stand down, the woman yelled, that dragon is all mine.
We had no idea what happened to him, but she was all upset.
Mr. Norse who is a gloomy goober said “she will eat him, I do bet.”