My Gudvangen Dream Life as a Viking – Dream-time II

My Gudvangen Dream Life as a Viking – Dream-time II

I am already there, stood beside Bjorn-Ole, in Njardarheimr in Freyr-Anders’ Gudvangen Village of the Vikings. I am there in my heart. I am already there and in this dream.

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My Gudvangen Dream Life II sees me already in the Viking-style life ahead of me in Gudvangen where I will be living (and blogging) as Skald to the Viking Chieftain in Njardarheimr Viking Town in Norway. Stay in place as followers to know what happens next; beware, nothing is made up, yet most of this is dream.

NB The fictitious names are taken from those I have known but the characters added to them are based on other people I know.

PS The innocent will be protected until the group decides upon going to war.

PPS You can become part of this by sending me thoughts and ideas adrianspendlow @ gmail.com or by commenting below (as if you were there).

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Dream-time II

We sun-down sat and shared our thoughts and sometimes-news. We brewed this filling of the horn which refreshes when tipped. We clink and watch the fjord walls as shadows fall. “It is alright to compost guys.”

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We are greeted by this as we clink because time is fluid here; both in the moment and within the greater context. We are living Viking-style.

As perfectly as maybe, research however nods its head in the far ahead in when we came from. ‘It’s alright to compost.’

We have gardened and consulted, learned and conferred. In the dream-time reality of a future T’or-Gunlodd relates how a Culinary Archaeologist tells of little gardens; hut-side herbals: Vegetables adjacent and the soil was different. The soil was different.

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We pledge, as of tomorrow, to start a compost heap.

We start now in celebration to mark the storage spot by standing there to relieve, (Tove-Marie squats higher up the bank), “Aaaaaaaaah,” sighs Bjorn-Ole for all of us.

Jan-Robert makes a ritual of this by his jocular ritual statement, “We moisten this pit for future growth and state the place to heap”.

As for what they determined was growing in that rediscovered composted hut-side little garden; it was turnip. We will not grow those. (‘Call them turnip, swede, kohlrabi what you will, no’, says Olve-Jeppe.)

This Viking-style reality would be just a bit too gritty a reality if all we had to eat was turnips.

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Eel, we are excited about. (Lars-Eirik and T’or-Gunlodd are the most excited and early rising on this.) Eels we want, and other hunter’s produce brought to us. We will make a stew of pine tips once we are made sure of safe types by Tone-Irene.

For this homely garden though we will start with Olve-Jeppe’s herbal plants.

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I am already there, stood beside Bjorn-Ole, in Njardarheimr in Freyr-Anders’ Gudvangen Village of the Vikings. I am there in my heart. I am already there and in this dream.

My tribal associates don’t seem to mind bees, (a part of their modern minds tells them there should be more of them), but not wasps. We run in fear of these. Well, most of us, I don’t. I watch as they jump and dash with hands fast flourishing.

“You must be mad”, Olafr-Andreas sternly tells me, “or not from here.” he laughs.

“How could I be the Skald and not know about the death of Fearie?”

“The death of Fairy?”

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“Of all the Fey; the world of Fearie.”

Nobody believed in them anymore so they dwindled.

I do not believe this myself because I still believe in them and often see them, as does Tone-Irene.

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Not enough believed in the long-ago though and all Fearie dwindled badly, especially the little cute gossamer-winged stereotypical ones. Gone. Dead.

Or as good as dead.

Their spirit moved on. Lived on. Befitting their wishes went on. Went into another creature.

Every reader knows what is coming next.

A wasp.

Whenever you see a wasp you are seeing what once was a fairy.

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Every morning a pretty little fairy gently wakes. He / she is so so glad to be alive, so happy, quite giddy, excited; Oh sweet plans to fly around and frolic. Maybe paint some pansies, have a dance, – Oh how happy to be a fairy. Wait, there is no longer such a place as faerie. There are no longer fairies. What is this thing I am! It suddenly realises it cannot do any of those things it planned. Not a fairy, no – A wasp – Oh it is very angry.

Very, very, angry, always will be – that is why they sting.

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This all may be a dream but I don’t make stuff up, I hear it from the eons since of old tales.

Kjell-Toffe the rock breaker returns from rolling giant stones into the sweat-lodge. Newly built, it is for him and Lis-Ravn to try it first. We all shall try it in a future dream-time. For now it is the place of the lovers to explore.

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As moon-shone silverfish entwine they are star-struck, with their love moments living on in the vividness of all their neighbour’s knowledge, dreams and imagination. Oh how they love.

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The faces in the fjord walls change at night, Blathnaid-Brigid tells us. Things appear which were not there at day. The faces become quite stern and angry in the winter time, but now they are just a little more mischievous. There are caves up there that haven’t been up there before.

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Loke-Daan tells us there is a path up that steep side; the goat-herder’s path, but most of us would rather not try it. As he drops his heavy load of chopped logs besides the slowing embers he agrees that we are all probably best staying right here this evening.

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Tove-Marie finds the driest and slimmest of the logs to rebuild the fire for supper-time and mentions the bounty in the sack she has besides her.

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Brinhild opens her wicker back pack and with a proud smile opens a muslin wrap to show an enormous fish, “One of the local fishermen gave me it.”

Loke-Daan tells Add-ri-An he now knows what we are having for our well-earned supper

“More wine?” shouts out Siw-Alfadis.

No, his plans are for us all to share the huge fish given to us by the gods.

Tove-Marie jumps up from her task at the fireside, “You haven’t seen what I have yet.”

A leg from lamb still hung with tatters of smoked meat, the one left from the hanging Fenalår.

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Loke-Daan comments, “You have had many visitors.” The leg of cured lamb which can also be cold smoked to add to its storage duration in these warmer climes of the southern half of this long thin nation, is hung at the tent flap ready to welcome callers.

Each passer by is welcomed to call for a slither of the chewy tasty meat.

“We have the bone now,” says bright blonde Siw-Alfadis raising her drinking horn in confirmation.

Which of these foods would the party rather have, the bone or fresh fish? It is decided to crack the bone and boil it. The thick dark broth will be very warming and filling. There will be more than enough for us all to feel full and still enough left for breakfast. Later there will be an attempt to build the charcoaled logs around it so it is still warm for breakfast, but that is a task which is not always won.

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“What of the fish?” asks Linnea-Ingeborg, “The fat fresh fish”.

I will be delighted to leave it to rot,” exclaims Brinhild.

She shall make Grav Fisk.

It has been gutted to avoid expansion of the juices within and she has rewrapped it in the muslin. “I have a marker over there where the last fisk was buried. I shall bury it there for three months to rot.”

“Lovely” exclaims the whole camp at once.

The previous burial will be ready to dig up and we can dig that out in a few nights time.

Bones tonight, rotten fish at the end of the week, it is a rich time we have,” laughs Bjork-Mari.

So, we shall be digging up some of the older Grav Fisk in the next dreamtime as well as exploring the sweat-lodge and building a Viking Dream long ship, or at least starting upon it, or at least starting to plan for it.

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Viking Dreamtime III

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Dreamtime I

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Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

A stunning new approach to the myths the Vikings loved; enlightening and challenging for the novice and veteran alike.

The Gods and Goddesses of the Nordic Mythos Prose Poems were created following research for Gods Bless Ya!! Rock Opera with Alda and Sigrun Bjork Olafsdottir and a forth-coming book with SigRun Viking Art & Design.

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Loki’s Salmon

Óðin tires of godly powers and wishes for adventure away from the pool that reflects the sun.

Loki suggests that they and Honir turn human and travel in Midgard.

The adventure goes well, Óðin enjoys walking along the banks of a river watching the birds diving for fish.

But then a belly ache like nothing he has ever felt before overcomes him. ”What is this terrible pain?”

“That,” Loki explains, “is hunger. I will hunt for us.

He spies a salmon leaping from the water. So he throws his spear. His aim is true, but as he throws an otter leaps from the bank.

The spear goes through both. How Loki laughs. How they all laugh. Two for the price of one throw. Loki makes a bag from the otter and Óðin picks up the massive salmon to eat. “No wait,” cries Loki, “it will be far better cooked.”

Just over the hill they can see smoke rising, so Loki says to climb. There is a cottage, so they knock at the door. The farmer Hreidmar was most welcoming, of course they would cook and share the salmon, and bring them bread and beer to accompany it. As they entered though he seemed to change, he whispered to his two sons and casting spells of weakening they three of them leapt upon their visitors. They took their magic items and bound the three of them upon the floor. “Why do this?!” cried Óðin.

I am a magician and every day I change the shape of one of my four children and as an Otter they go down to the river to catch us a salmon. So you have killed my son!

Now you will die.

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #1 Thor

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #2 Earth

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #3 Night

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #4 Augelmir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #5 Heimdall

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #6 Eir

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #7 Vili

Norse Gods and Goddesse Prose Poems – #8 Ve

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #9 Siv

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #10 Hænir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #11 Frejya

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #12 the Hyndla Lay

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #13 Freyr

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #14 All for the Love of Gerd

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #15 Skaði

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #16 Njörð

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #17 Frigg

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 BalderNorse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 Balder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #19 Then Balder Was Dead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #20 Iðun

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #21 Iðun’s Apples

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #22 Sól

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #23 Máni

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #25 Hel

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #29 Loki

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #30 Loki’s Monsters

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #31 Týr

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #32 Lay of Hymir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #33 Wisdom Pool Wonder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #34 Mimir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #35 The Power of the Runes

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #36 The Poetry Mead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir

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Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #29 Loki

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #29 Loki

A stunning new approach to the myths the Vikings loved; enlightening and challenging for the novice and veteran alike.

The Gods and Goddesses of the Nordic Mythos Prose Poems were created following research for Gods Bless Ya!! Rock Opera with Alda and Sigrun Bjork Olafsdottir and a forth-coming book with SigRun Viking Art & Design.

Loki

Shape-shifter’s little tricks, he giggles, led to laughter, much mirth led to anger, bitterness fired onwards, onwards to the very end of us. He is smited and will not be broken. Die all of you as he laughs, ‘What a party! Good times to die for.’ Loki of mischief madness has spoken.

The Stark Babe

What a birth, in the madness. This is the iron wood of pure steel, these trees are impossible, like thorns. There was the lightning, the storm, and there was the birth. Baby to a giant, she dies there. Lightning struck her as her baby was born. This stark babe who is born to end worlds. Son of Cruel Striker, he left there. Shape-changer. He should be dead, but his shape changed. We will never know but chrisilid, may fly, succubus, something that survived. It climbed.

There was Asgard. And it walked in unnoticed and proclaimed to belong. To entertain.

Perhaps he Laughed

Mischievous at first – he entertained. Oh the fun, and the adventure. They travelled together. The one who would be for the future, the handsome one Hænir and the All-father and he. Oh the joy to be.

Now as a god he could go where he pleased and become who he wished.

Cutting the hair was a mistake of a trick which he did. Abducting of Iðun he never meant really, saving his master from a murderer, he did things. Insults are something. He never meant harm to the Gods, to the Worlds, to the humans, to the future, he never meant to get to be as bad as he was.

In the end, he meant to kill Balder, he went from there to the end of the world.  He meant it when he destroyed worlds. Perhaps he is laughing still.

Fly Loki Fly

No ride with this, go with him, fly with Loki. Join that dream. For he rose high, storming wild on a huge rising ship full of fearfulness. He flew there as leader. To victory. To death. To the end. Nothing he hated survived. Go with that. Thrive.

Long had his daughter worked for this; building his ship. Dead bits she lingered. She fingered the placing of them until the right moment. He called for her. He stood there at the helm of the ship of his daughter. His army stepped forward; rock, ice, fire, death – yes.

Loki wins.

Follow Loki

Worship him. The evil old woman. Giantess. Abductor. Whisperer to the blind. Go with his way with a jolly laugh. Follow him. You are of his kind.

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #1 Thor

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #2 Earth

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #3 Night

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #4 Augelmir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #5 Heimdall

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #6 Eir

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #7 Vili

Norse Gods and Goddesse Prose Poems – #8 Ve

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #9 Siv

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #10 Hænir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #11 Frejya

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #12 the Hyndla Lay

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #13 Freyr

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #14 All for the Love of Gerd

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #15 Skaði

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #16 Njörð

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #17 Frigg

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 BalderNorse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 Balder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #19 Then Balder Was Dead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #20 Iðun

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #21 Iðun’s Apples

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #22 Sól

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #23 Máni

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #25 Hel

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #29 Loki

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #30 Loki’s Monsters

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #31 Týr

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #32 Lay of Hymir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #33 Wisdom Pool Wonder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #34 Mimir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #35 The Power of the Runes

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #36 The Poetry Mead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir

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Maskerade Art in Memory of the Late Wonderful Terry Pratchett

Maskerade Art in Memory of the Late Wonderful Terry Pratchett

We are in performance of Maskerade at the Black Swan Inn, Peaseholme Green, York, UK the evenings of 26th, 27th, 28th February 2018

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Geebo, Mrs Plinge, Man with Specs, Tommy Cripps, Nanny Ogg, Agnes Nitt, Man with a Death Wish, Corporal Nobbs, Kitchen Woman, Mr Seldom Bucket, Coachman, Enrico Basilica, Kevin,  Mr Pounder, Woman with Chocs, Dancer, Dr Underschaft, Thieves, Walter Plinge, Andre, Manager, Christine, Colette, Granny Weatherwax, Sergeant Detritus, Arno, The Grim Squeaker: Got spot who is who…

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See also An Introduction to the Discworld of Terry Pratchett

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Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

A stunning new approach to the myths the Vikings loved; enlightening and challenging for the novice and veteran alike.

The Gods and Goddesses of the Nordic Mythos Prose Poems were created following research for Gods Bless Ya!! Rock Opera with Alda and Sigrun Bjork Olafsdottir and a forth-coming book with SigRun Viking Art & Design.

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Huggin and Munnin

Óðin sat upon his great stone slab. From his high seat he could see everything. He could see the nine known worlds and all the other worlds as well. He saw two ravens and he called them to him. They landed upon his shoulders and whispered to him. They were Huggin and Munnin; Thought and Memory. He would send them out into the world, they would see all and remember. They knew just what was important and what should be remembered. They landed back upon his shoulders and whispered in his ears.

Now he could see everything and he knew everything as well. The All-Father of all the Gods.

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #1 Thor

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #2 Earth

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #3 Night

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #4 Augelmir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #5 Heimdall

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #6 Eir

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #7 Vili

Norse Gods and Goddesse Prose Poems – #8 Ve

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #9 Siv

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #10 Hænir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #11 Frejya

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #12 the Hyndla Lay

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #13 Freyr

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #14 All for the Love of Gerd

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #15 Skaði

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #16 Njörð

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #17 Frigg

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 BalderNorse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 Balder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #19 Then Balder Was Dead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #20 Iðun

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #21 Iðun’s Apples

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #22 Sól

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #23 Máni

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #25 Hel

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #29 Loki

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #30 Loki’s Monsters

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #31 Týr

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #32 Lay of Hymir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #33 Wisdom Pool Wonder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #34 Mimir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #35 The Power of the Runes

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #36 The Poetry Mead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir

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Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #26 Odin

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

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Óðin

In Gold helm and mead-in-hand how he laughs at your struggle fighter. Be brave in front of him, Óðin One-eye All-father shall call upon you. Giant of a magician he rose up in power to be older than all which came before. He sees everything about you.

Ever Now

Read on if you want to be horrified, hesitate if you wish to admire him. Óðin who was not even a God. He who was born later than many Gods. All-Father. He who was Treasure-seeker. This is the power that captured all powers who failed in the end for he foresaw that end and knew he had failed us. There was nothing he could do but die. This is the very whisperer who returned as a song. A love song.

Nothing Ends

Yes, his very runes and songs live on and they bring peace and plenty. They make wishes of you that you yearn to wish for. Hear not after his death; his resurrection, the songs of a warrior. There is warmth and healing here and there is little else in the end.

Foreseen

Vili and Ve marched with him as he set the boundaries and threw the stars. They will have been with him as he climbed the great tree.

He looked around and pledged to build a city.

He knew there were powers out there and he wanted them. All wisdom would be his. He would gather and father and foster until he had a God-home here. In the walls he calls Asgard are all of the treasures a God needs.

Apples, and golden hair, high seats and spears, Ravens and far-seeing ones and seeresses of great magic, in his head are the runes and the wisdom and the songs. Words are more powerful than magical things it would seem. He had it all. And the powerful ones to follow him.

He had the gift of foresight and foresaw the end. There was nothing he could do in the end. At the end.

Rune. Song. Word.

A troublesome being he adopted saw to it and twisted everything.

No matter though. Worlds end. All nine worlds end. The God who has one eye he will rise again. In song. In his songs and his brothers, but most of all in song. For he gained the runes of healing and safety and prosperity and peace. They are his.

Call on him. Ask for them from him. Worship for them if you will. For he is the All-father of the tomorrow and we sing what he gathered as magic.

Rune. Song. Word.

Strong Will Be Here

He started us before he climbed, he and his brothers. He watched us and became our God of Battle. Twisting and shaping at whim. For we are only down here to go to him. Live to die. Live to fight. Live to die in his Valhalla for we will walk again and fight anew at Ragnarok. Gird well my friends for you are measured in the eye. The one eye.

Valkyries bring and he watches. For he sits with Saga at the pool and long sees the reflection of the wolf that chases the moon in ripples there as he drinks and thinks and ponders what he has seen.

Here at Sokkvabekk; sinking floor, with Saga here, bring drink in golden goblets ever more.

Bring fighters for me now. Let them adorn themselves and harmless fight yet feel the pain. For they will at last live again and I must see what strength they still attain.

Entertain me he thinks and it is so. For Bragi poet brings for him the famed, the leader and the poet. The strong will be here.

Among Us

Be a seer like a shaman, send out your spirit. Ride in shapes or on Sleipnir. It is an ongoing fun and a way of being alive to ride high. He sees everything and still wishes to be surprised. Was a woman one moment, so Loki says. As an evil doer, a usurper, as a burning victim of a wife’s won argument. He rides and he flies, at a whim.

When all of the drama it ends and he can see the end, he may well be glad of the end, for there is no more than being everything, and once done everything, why go for more.

He rose high as a song; a whispered song.

His Being

In the meantime he has a spear. Gungnir, it starts wars, it spreads fear. It can be lent to a leader to turn things for him. It can be thrown at an interloper. Óðin laughs to think of his spear.

His wide-brimmed hat and his fine blue cloak.

His being a serpent.

His self-sacrifice.

Oh Yggdrasill of two words, ‘terrible one’ and ‘horse’ – Óðin is terrible yes and you tree are the horse he rides.

He hung on a tree, he suffered a spear, he plucked out an eye, he laid on a fire, he searched long and wide, he looked and he saw; he saw death in the end.

Ah those ravens of beauty how lovely, so faithful.

He lives in the land of the slain in contention to her who lives in the land of the slain. He is Óðin.

Yes, Valhalla is near, it is vast and gold-bright, and each day he chooses from the slain.

Then we feast.

He Who…

He who would Blood Eagle, he who succeeds without Iðun, who would favour one dwarf brother over another, he who loves poetry, he who throws eyes to the nightsky, he who gives laughter, he who Fenrir shall swallow, he who grieves for ever for Balder, he who summons berserkers at need, he who will ride again, he who whispered, he mixed blood with Loki..

Loki gave him a horse that could travel to Hel and back, think on that.

Nine be the number of songs, twice times nine be the number of runes, nine be the nights, nine be the ride to the underworld, nine be the rings, nine.

Hel visitor. Raised Angraboda. Caused war and the ripping of flesh at a whim to make Freyja the Goddess of Death.

He who was Od.

Never Trust

Never trust the words of a woman they change with the moon

Men; the fairer our words the falser our thoughts

Óðin Borsson

Cargo God

Born of Bor, born of Buri, born of ice and Audumla; Ice Giant.

As Fjolsvid – wide wisdom – Óðin built the hall Gastropnir from the very limbs of a giant.

Cargo god.

Bearded Harbard had five winters on the Isle of Algron.

Óðin he enticed Nightriders from their mounts!!!!! For Nightmare rode then as she does now.

Leave Gold-helm a clump for his horse when you harvest and sing of him as you always have.

This is the god that hurls serpents, bets heads, listens to chanters stool visitors, visits uncles, blesses heads, drinks from springs, listens, talks to the dead, drinks only wine, leads all to Vigrid with golden helm and shining corselet.

He knows it is time to die.

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #1 Thor

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #2 Earth

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #3 Night

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #4 Augelmir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #5 Heimdall

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #6 Eir

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #7 Vili

Norse Gods and Goddesse Prose Poems – #8 Ve

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #9 Siv

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #10 Hænir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #11 Frejya

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #12 the Hyndla Lay

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #13 Freyr

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #14 All for the Love of Gerd

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #15 Skaði

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #16 Njörð

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #17 Frigg

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 BalderNorse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 Balder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #19 Then Balder Was Dead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #20 Iðun

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #21 Iðun’s Apples

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #22 Sól

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #23 Máni

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #25 Hel

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #29 Loki

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #30 Loki’s Monsters

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #31 Týr

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #32 Lay of Hymir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #33 Wisdom Pool Wonder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #34 Mimir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #35 The Power of the Runes

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #36 The Poetry Mead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir

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Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #25 Hel

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Hel

Make the best of the dead and the death you have for Hel’s love. Long she fell, cast out for her fetidness, rotten was her treatment and we the dead love her. Look to your life while you have it she says, for your ways may take you to her.

And the Gods Bless Ya!! poems on Hel

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #1 Thor

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #2 Earth

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #3 Night

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #4 Augelmir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #5 Heimdall

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #6 Eir

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #7 Vili

Norse Gods and Goddesse Prose Poems – #8 Ve

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #9 Siv

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #10 Hænir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #11 Frejya

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #12 the Hyndla Lay

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #13 Freyr

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #14 All for the Love of Gerd

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #15 Skaði

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #16 Njörð

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #17 Frigg

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 BalderNorse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 Balder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #19 Then Balder Was Dead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #20 Iðun

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #21 Iðun’s Apples

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #22 Sól

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #23 Máni

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #25 Hel

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #29 Loki

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #30 Loki’s Monsters

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #31 Týr

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #32 Lay of Hymir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #33 Wisdom Pool Wonder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #34 Mimir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #35 The Power of the Runes

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #36 The Poetry Mead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir

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Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #24 Rán

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Rán

Ran has moods and whims and welcomes all favours. Come Gods and drink her ale, come sailors and drown for her, Ran sends daughters the waves to entice you, pray for safety, she laughs at your audacity.

Cold Pale Eyes Call

Goddess of the sea if you dare to think of her that way. For she is of the deep the unthinkable deep. That which you glide across in fear and bravery and foolishness. Will you home-turn sharply, will you land somewhere, will you prosper, will you sink here? Yes, it will be one of these things. As for returning successfully. That is another journey.

Nine

Nine is the most powerful number and this is the nine in one, the daughters, the personification of her; her offspring as one in the nine, they are the waves. They dance for her. They bring for her. Kill for her. Are you of the waves as you sail? Will they find you and bring you. Pray if you can to someone. Dance in the eye of the most perfect of storms. Rán.

Drink In

 

Aegir and her, wedded to the ocean bed, brew for the Gods and they laugh at the near-dead souls of sailors and travellers. Princess and child-trades and livestock and treasures and promised brides. All dance in the mad prance of the entertainment of Rán here. Down here.

This is the place to party if you wish it or dare it. Go drown yourself. There is beer here.

Suffer To Dance

Travel to the Isle of Hlesey, their great hall is under the sea if you would. Gleaming gold lights their halls as dead sailors dance; screaming their ever-help for her sick amusement. Did you sail dears? Did you. This is the bottom of the ocean and you travelled here didn’t you darlings. So shiver. Scream and shiver bless.

This is the place for a gathering, a party, a celebration or a remembrance, this is the place of the party host; dance sufferings dance now.

Water Whirler

Water Whirler sits here, he is miles deep, he is a cauldron and if you wish it once he will fill with beer. Wintertide Water Whirler. Again and again you could drown in him and all be forgotten. Say, Brew beer.

Nothing she needs is unavailable to her, for here is her net, a wishing net, a fishing net, an ever-filling, ever-fulfilling net. Whatever she calls for as she casts, that is what she gets. Go fishing.

It catches wild pike who have gold rings, it catches the death of nations, it catches lost Valkr, it catches whatever she wishes. Oh she wishes. Yes she can wish; wish oceans.

Deep Party

She will always be there in your deep.

This all seems twisted and evil, but the gods don’t seem to mind so much; as long as there are parties. Even Njord visited with Skaði.

Thank Thor and Tyr. They made her party continue.

Beyond Hlesey are the Stormy Seas of Elivagar, if you thought there was somewhere safer.

Do not dare the Rocking Oceans built by the brothers from the blood of their enemies. Have you the heart for it.

She has as many moods as her sea, perhaps she will blow well and calmly.

Enter her Rocking Oceans carefully.

Have you, have you the heart for her?

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #1 Thor

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #2 Earth

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #3 Night

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #4 Augelmir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #5 Heimdall

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #6 Eir

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #7 Vili

Norse Gods and Goddesse Prose Poems – #8 Ve

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #9 Siv

 Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #10 Hænir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #11 Frejya

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #12 the Hyndla Lay

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #13 Freyr

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #14 All for the Love of Gerd

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #15 Skaði

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #16 Njörð

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #17 Frigg

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 BalderNorse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 Balder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #19 Then Balder Was Dead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #20 Iðun

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #21 Iðun’s Apples

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #22 Sól

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #23 Máni

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #25 Hel

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #27 Huggin and Munin

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #28 Loki’s Salmon

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #29 Loki

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #30 Loki’s Monsters

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #31 Týr

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #32 Lay of Hymir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #33 Wisdom Pool Wonder

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #34 Mimir

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #35 The Power of the Runes

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #36 The Poetry Mead

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir

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