Mythos Project #4- Sword In Hand (Bravery)

I want to die with a sword in my hand

It is a symbol of fear to those I fight

A token of battles across the land

A testament to my bravery and might

I will honor the gods with sword and shield

Odin, Thor, Heimdall, and Tyr

I am their earthly hand that sweeps across the field

It is my prowess my foes fear

A sword in my hand will send me to Valhalla

To fight alongside the heroes of old

Hlod, Ragnar, Sigurd, and Ingjald

Fear... we know not the word

Mythos Project #3- The Red And White Dragons

With tooth and nail fought two dragons,

One white as snow, the other red as blood.

They were vicious, malicious, and altogether livid.

In the sky they fought an epic aerial battle the likes of which

None have ever seen, and none ever will again.

They dove, tails intertwined and talons locked together,

Attempting to rip out each other's throats before either

Had to save themselves or collide with the earth below.

Flame consumed and claws tore flesh

For an age they fought relentlessly.

Why they fought, no one knows anymore,

But they still fight, and will until the end of the world.

Mythos Project #2- Valhalla Is Near

Valhalla is near, I can feel it,

In my bones and in my heart.

From the blood on my chest and in my beard,

I can tell that the time is near.

What a battle it was!

With a sword in one hand and shield in the other,

I have instilled terror in the hearts of men all over the Northlands.

What a blow he gave me!

Curse the man who slew me!

May he rot from the inside out,

And the wolves eat his flesh,

And the ravens peck out his eyes!

What a chill I feel!

The wind freezes my feet,

The moon hides behind the clouds,

Dark and cold is my demise,

And so is my countenance.

What a feast there will be!

With sword in hand, Brynhildr will carry me to Valhalla

May Odin and Thor welcome me,

Tyr and Njördr congratulate me,

And raise a toast in honor of my life.

Valhalla is near,

I can feel it in my bones...

Mythos Project #1- Oh, Helm And Hammer!

Oh Thor and Odin protect us

Let us be swift and mighty

Give us gold, mead, and women

Bring down the helm and the hammer

Oh Heimdall and Baldr be with us

We sail on the waves to green isles

Send winds to blow in our sails

Bring down the spear and the sword

Oh Loki and Hel don't betray us

Wreak havoc on those we attack

Let us die with a sword in our hands

Bring down the arrow and the axe

Oh for the helm and the hammer

Bring us strength for the fight,

Peace in the night,

And keep the shore forever in sight

May the helm and the hammer

Be with us 'til we die

Be with us 'til we die

Darkness Surrounds

This one warrants some kind of explanation. I wrote this one in college, but I'm not completely sure what it was for. I am 95% sure this wasn't just some emotional binge writing. I think it was supposed to be a part of a history/mythology-inspired work of poetry (parts of which I'll post later) that I never fully tied into mythology or modeled after a historical figure. So view this as a work in progress. You may end up seeing a finished version re-uploaded at a later date.

The dark and the cold

I trudge through the silence

Trying not to fall,

Fall into despair and depression.

No one is there for comfort,

Only the dark and cold around me

Silence, but the sounds of my footsteps.

I’m trying to get to the warmth

To friends and smiles

Laughter and hope

To the music.

For there I can be me

I can live and love

Embraced, I feel safe.

But I am in the ever-darkening night

Surrounded by silence

The cold saps my strength and will

Trying desperately to go where I’m wanted

The evil one is lurking

Waiting to pounce

I feel abandoned… 

Time Flows On

Spring

Rain falls down to Earth

Cleansing, pure, new life springs forth

Soft drops drip on leaves

Gray skies spoil my mood

Wind howls through the trees

Wishing for summer

Sunshine brings new day

Golden flowers line the path

Rebirth, life anew

Summer

Freedom to wander

Evergreens provide cool shade

Beauty everywhere

Good friends and good food

Spending time while we’re still young

Lasting memories

Jump in cool water

Respite from sweltering heat

Sun burn hurts a lot

Fall

Falling leaves pile up

Swirling colors blow past us

Cold is coming soon

Summer is over

Children resume their studies

Learning improves all

Branches are now bare

Beautiful trees surround me

Winter is coming

Winter

Rain, rain, all the time

Soaking my clothes completely

At least let it snow

Breath made visible

Runny nose, sensitive skin

Bare hands freeze quickly

Quiet snow enfolds

Beauty in ev’ry season

Year’s end coming soon