Norse Goddess Poetic Cards – Created in Njardarheimr Viking Town in Gudvangen, Norway
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Norse Goddess Poetic Cards – Created in Njardarheimr Viking Town in Gudvangen, Norway
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Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir
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.
Kvasir
Blood-loss Kvasir. Nothing gets past him, so try asking, “How can I have a real good time?” “What can I do to make the party wilder?” “Whisper me words which will fill all with laughter.” If you ask the right questions Kvasir is the swinger.
Njord says,
I who was not born was created as of old so as to be an emissary to you and I will return at the end of worlds, I bring the daughter of her aunt Frejya Gullveigdottir, and her only now born brother Freyr who shall cut his teeth here, I also bring, he as yet to exist, who shall spring from our peace and be wisest of all.
Ask the Right Thing of Him
For he has the answer to everything
Kvasir born of peace-making
Every township and place
It is welcoming
Kvasir, your wisdom bring.
Was he a God?
He was born of the Gods
From the spittle of oaths
Njord brought the knowledge of him
As Njord was created to be here
So destiny brought Kvasir
A promise of peace
A promise of this
The peace-maker
Kettle Spit
“I have Kvasir with us”
Njord spat in the kettle
They all made the same vow
To stay at peace now
Upon this spit
A wish of Amity
Gods in harmony
This spittle fizzled
So, so much power
Bulging and straining
Something coming bursting
Booming out of there
A God made of all the Gods
The best of
The powers of
The skills of
Everyone godly
Here suddenly
Exploding out of there
Was,
Kvasir
Sage of the Age
So did Kvasir appear; wisest of the gods
Made as they made truce,
every single god and goddess spat in a great jar
Out of the spittle grew a man bursting out
I say Bursts from barrel
Vanir say, you keep him, he is wise and is a gift
Steeped in all
Manly matters, magical mysteries
Godly businesses
He was one with all beings
No god nor man nor giant nor dwarf
Or any of any sort
Ever regretted asking him anything
All wanted his opinion, treasured him
The mind it will open
The participant feel neutral
Opportune for everyone
The best of the best outcome
Words Fly
News of him was travelling
High up a mountain or down in a dell
Of his imminent arrival
They knew well
All stopped their chattering
Listening like kind children
Swordsmanship, shipbuilding
Seed-spreading, preserving
Or harvesting. All stopped happening
He had a secret in the way of him
And the mass admiration of him
He kindly accepted quite open
A far far deep understanding
Just by listening
He was embracing
Kvasir Share
Knowledge he could share
In a fact here and everywhere needed
Seeing everything in a far wider frame
We saw all the elements and all felt the same
We help our selves in his prompting
And realise solutions gone missed before
Eyes closed he listens
Appearing humble and simple
Understanding in the end is really simple
Kvasir
He was loved here
And here and there
Admiration of everyone of us
Two From Afar
Kvasir
He was loved here
And here and there
Admiration of everyone of us
Except two from afar
They were envious
They wanted his blood
Hardly even his
It was just godly spit
They coveted it
And would have it
A feast of a cavernous feast invite
And a bit of private, in the deep dark, advice
Knives were in deep
His blood bursting out of him
Captured in three barrels
The essence of him here
Kvasir
Dwarven brothers Fjalar and Galar
Honey mixed mead made
They hid this away
Other evil deeds done by them
Would give away them
To Be Guarded
And in turn the mead of such power was gone
Guarded underground
By the daughter of a giant
Dwarves dead
Kvasir’s blood
Gods heard word
They believed he was long gone
Except perhaps one.
Long Dead Return
The barrels of poetry seeped and misty
They,
Oozed out a power
Slowly reforming
This was Kvasir
Almost here
Then,
He was wished for
Loki the evil
Loki was gone
How the Gods raged
Vengeance and justice
Loki must be here
They called
Called for great wisdom
For he who could answer
They called,
For Kvasir
Kettle barrels rumbled
They steamed
And end to Loki’s schemes
Kvasir was here
Returned again
With the answer
Let us go catch a fish
Catch That Fish
Actions of fashioning
Directions to hidden thing
Outwitting the salmon
Using the Gods skills
Thor had its tail in no time
The slippery one
Shape-changer again
Now all can see
Loki is plain
Mead one Wise one
Kvasir was back alive
In time for the end
The great end
We hope for a further return
For the new earth
It will need him
We are in need of his wisdom
Kvasir make all
Make all for us be
Simple
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 – #36 The Poetry Mead
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.
The Poetry Mead
He was suddenly there, impossibly close, the handsome stranger. In his long blue cloak and wide-brimmed hat; he seemed somehow too big for his skin, and he loomed over the workers of the farm. They should not have looked in his eye, for they were drawn in, to fall among the worlds. Swirling wildly among the nine known worlds and all the unknown worlds as well, they could see and hear everything, and presently they came to hear their own inner voices; each other’s thoughts … “I’ve never liked you.” “You treat me badly.” “I work harder than you.” There should be less reward for you.” “I quite like your wife.”
The scythes were out, they fell upon each other in rage, and presently all were dead.
The stranger turned towards the farm, “You suddenly seem to be short of workers.”
“Yes I do.”
“I shall work your farm for you, and all I wish in return is some small piece of information.”
The work was done in no time. The fields tilled. The seeds in. The plants they grew and were harvested. In an impossible time, the barns were fuller than they’d ever been.
“All I wish in return is to know where your brother keeps his treasure.”
“I could not possibly tell you, I have promised.”
“You have promised me, and all you have to do is point to the place.”
They climbed the hill and peered down at a wide stone plain. He pointed.
The stranger went to the place and called down lightning. It cut and turned and wound and burned. Down to a cavern miles beneath the earth. In this dark cave with no entrance and no exit sat Suttung’s daughter. She sat there long, without even a mirror to know that she was beautiful.
The handsome stranger turned himself into a serpent and twisted his long way down the deep burrow to appear far below suddenly in his handsome robes. A torch appeared already light, “Oh you are beautiful, more beautiful than any other woman ever seen. I love you and I wish for you to come with me. All I wish in return is one small sip of your father’s treasure; the poetry mead.”
“I couldn’t possibly, I have promised, and my father would beat me terribly.”
“Yet you shall come with me and be my bride. You shall be my queen in my great citadel in the sky. In love forever. Just one small sip.”
She slowly, tentatively, pushed the three barrels forward. He took it all, wrapped it in his cloak, turned back into the serpent and left her alone.
The figure that now flew up to Asgard had the power of the mead; one sip would let your words cause love or war.
Yet deep below the earth in a cavern with no entrance and no exit, without even a mirror to know she was beautiful, Suttung’s daughter Gunnlodd sat alone. She cared not of the endless beatings she would receive; because Gunnlodd was broken.
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 – #35 The Power of the Runes
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.
The Power of the Runes.
Óooooðin looked down from his great stone slab and he saw Mimir. Mimir the head was guarding his pool. I must seek out the power of this pool thought Óooooðin.
He knelt. What is this place? He asked. The drugged herbal head of Mimir it mumbled. It took many attempts until Óooooðin understood him and making his hands like a cup went to drink there. There is a cost was the mumble from Mimir and it was a terrible cost that we now know Óooooðin by. He must pluck out an eye. So One-eye was wise. Now he knew everything, was all wise and all powerful this was his reaction to his mind being so full and in tune.
No wait murmured Mimir you have not got a rune. You will be needing these song things, the runes of the underworld. Down where witches are shaman-like living an undeath. Buried among them is the rune power you need. As Óooooðin he requested how best to procure them Mimir murmured that you have to be dead.
Nine nights long Óooooðin hung from a tree with his head down, a spear in his side caused a dread wound and his life force unwound. He was dead. With the wisdom of the immortals he dream-like reached forward and from the magic women of the underworld he snatched out the rune power. Then he came back alive again. To Asgard he returned with all of the power he had. Now he really was a God.
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 – #34 Mimir
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.
Mimir
Herb-head Mimir. Wisest of all but one he is just a head, he didn’t see that coming. His final duty before Sun rises on a new world will be, “Óðin, go out there and die.” For now, the platter-sitter appears whole in your mind and he can read you like a nursery rhyme. Raise his glass for him
Mimir’s Blame
If the old gods wish wisdom
Then send them Mimir
He is wise and ancient
He is the guardian
All wisdom springs from his spring
Forming a pool for his guardianship
So it was he was sent to the Vanir
He and handsome Hænir
Counter hostages to the Njord clan
Mimir was the wisdom man
He stood at Hænir’s right hand
He advised the less intelligent man
Who got the blame
For the irritation?
Mimir
Power to Please
It could be he had left briefly
To attend to his pool
The axe that was intended
For the head of the handsome one
Swing at him on return
He walked into that one
He walked no more anywhere
His head it was sent
Perhaps Gullvieg flew with it
Óðin received it
Oh how the All-father lamented
The head cradled close
He wailed out
He wailed out the old songs
The wise songs
The nurturing ones
Bathing the head in a herbal secret
He sang from the runes and the old songs
The dead shall have the power of speech
This one
The power to please
With his wisdom
Mimir’s Pool
Mimir is sat by his pool
Mimir the guardian
Mimir the head
Under the root of Yggdrasill
In Jotenheim
Is the Spring of Mimir
Near frost giants
It bubbles and pool forms
Heimdall leaves his horn there.
At the cost of an eye
To the one who paid high
All wisdom it pools here
At Ragnarok
Which his wisdom will survive
He benefits Óðin
With his last advice
“Óðin,
Go out there and die”
Mimir is sat by his pool
Mimir the guardian
Mimir the head
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 – #33 Wisdom Pool Wonder
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.
Wisdom Pool Wonder
How the guardian of the pool of wisdom could become just a head.
They spat. The gods spat. They spat in a barrel. An oath of peace *spit spit spit*
And they traded gods
Óooooðin was most unhappy to receive old Njord and his unholy offspring. Hoenir would be a good swap as he was a real God, strong and brave, that is what they needed. Ah, If they like wise old men, they can have Mimir, he can mumble for them.
It worked. When they were together, for Mimir would mumble into Hoenir’s ear.
But it all went wrong. Mimir went away to tend his magical spring from where all wisdom flowed.
Mimir Was Away
While he was away, we can imagine it went something like this; “A farmer is praying to us he would like more apples?”
“Slice him through with an axe like chopping a tree ho ho ho ho.”
“Sailors are praying for a safe journey.”
“Throw a big boulder into their ship to give them something to worry about hahahaha”
They were enraged, a sword blade sliced at Hoenir’s neck. Mimir came back. The blade went right through him. Plop.
“Oh I’ve got his head, I better take it back.”
Mimir’s Head
Óðin cradled the head of the ancient one and sang sad ancient songs. He preserved the head in herbal balm and sang and sang.
A mumbled voice joined in. Mimir was back. Well just his head, his wise old head.
Odin Power
Óooooðin looked around at his great city of Asgard and his great and powerful gods. “I shall seek out magic. I will find ancient powers. I will gather great wisdom and knowledge. And then I truly will be a god. The greatest of all the gods. The All-Father God.”
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 Goddesses Prose Poems – #26 Odin
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 Goddesses 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 – #32 Lay of Hymir
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.
Lay of Hymir
Celebrating, commiserating, unifying, wedding, blessing, mourning, peace-making, marking, recovering, suffering, winning, losing, drawing there are many reasons for drinking and drinking is a thing that they do, do gods. Being a God is a reason for drinking and there had been so many reasons as of lately. There was no drink now. This was a first for the gods, something new. Something not good at all to endure, especially if there might be a few hours of it. This was something to drink to commiserate in fact, if there had been any drink to be drinking with, but there wasn’t any; no ale, no wine, no porter, no mead, no nothing to be drinking with.
Thor was especially upset. Upset for the others he said, but he was definitely turning red; redder than to be expected even when drink-filled. This was anger, desperate anger and he had an idea. To go to Aegir who always had beer. All of the Gods would be following and then all of them would be getting together on his call and would be drinking, drinking. Tyr went with him.
They went to Aegir’s hall beneath Hlesey over by Rocking Oceans deep beneath they went and to Aegir they went.
The dipped blood of the small animal swiftly killed had splattered to send them here, rune-shine in moonshine had told them of Aegir.
We have food, food a plenty, they said, feasts of it, but with nothing to drink with it they choked on it, it all is so dry on the throat without ale with it. All the Gods know this.
These feasts they could bring to him. Share with him, all of the Gods.
He had sent all his beer and all of the Gods and the Goddesses together was quite a lot. Not to mention they drink a lot. What, could they brew it in? Nothing would hold enough, quick enough, big enough.
There was a look in the eye of the Thunder God that would cause all of a serpent hoard to quail and subside. Aegir had been eyed. The hammer was thrumming, the whetstone was sparking, the shackles were rising; Aegir nearly blinded.
Tyr had an idea, it was his turn now. For long ago far away father the giant Hymer he had a cauldron that brewed beer. It was the biggest thing a God could imagine and Gods could imagine quite well. It was miles deep, we shall fetch it. Well said Aegir now, if you fetch it I shall brew in it. This was expected and recollected as they went for it.
Far over lands and seas did they travel. Away to the east, beyond the stormy waves of the Elivagar; eleven rivers of oceans of rocking wild waters.
One-hand as they travelled explained that his father the giant grisly Hymir had a cauldron that would do the trick, five miles deep it was but we already knew that so conversation was limited until they were nearer.
At Egil’s farm the goats were left and at last in search of the Water Whirler they spied now a mountain stood close to the sea.
Tyr now had a warning to give of how they might meet his grandmother, she who had heads a plenty, really too many and even Thor might be wary of all nine hundred of her heads, this is what was said.
In they sped anyway and if Thor had a slight tremble it was best not to mention and there in the halls there were many a fine cauldron. Stairs could be heard thundering plenty soon the door would be opening. Nine-Hundred-Head would be biting them dead.
Backing up smartly the two gods were a tight knit party and they headed without looking right into a shelf unit. There were the cauldrons the myriad cauldrons, buckets and barrels and boilers and brew bins, every one of them massive and of the thickest strong clay. They all were gigantic and stacked up to the back roof.
All of them tumbled as the shelving gave way. One and by one by one by one by one on down, down fell each cauldron, smashing on the heads they hit as they tumbled on two Gods below them. Banging and crashing and cracking and damaging.
Nothing was left of this selection of brewing items, and little was left of the senses and sensibility of these two, groggy to say the least. Then down fell the last. This was the daddy of the lot of them, it fell right onto them.
This was the actual cauldron, the actual one, this is the reason they had gone and it had just fell upon. It really did cover them They were in to depths of the bottom of a cauldron five miles deep and they howled with an echo that reached, well, everywhere actually, it far reached.
Then. There were footsteps, this was the Grandmother, nearing the cauldron, they quaked at the thought and were looking for somewhere bigger to hide. She was lifting it, steadily lifting, she knew what was inside.
It wasn’t the grandmother, it was the mother, they were looking right at her. She only had one head, had rather beautiful features, with a skin more wonderful than the whitest of flowers. This pale lady she laughed sweetly and welcomed Thor here with quite honeyed words.
Thor was all of a tremor. All she wore was golden and she was all of a glimmer. Necklaces, jewellery were all she had on her.
Even better, she had beer. She filled for them over and over great golden goblets brimming with beer. Good beer.
Then Hymer came home. He was here from his hunting and carried many dead trophies, with icicles all down his beard and his eyes filled with mist.
She sat them quickly behind an oak pillar so to introduce them slowly. She announced of their son being here and named his friend here as Veur. Hymir stared at them baleful, glared at them firefully and as his ice beard was melting the prop that hid them was smouldering. Above it was another shelf and as it gave way more cauldrons fell. One by one they all smashed on Thor’s head.
How Hymir laughed and called for three oxen. Thor he ate two with lots of beer then they all slept.
As Thor has such an appetite it was felt they must hunt. Fishing was the wish of them and Hymir sent him for bait. Off came the head of the best bull of the lot of them; Heaven Springer died with a snap of his horns as Thor took him for a lure.
Veur/Thor rowed far and Hymir pulled in two whales, then was matched by the catching of the biggest sea-serpent the huge winged beast Jormungand. It was wrestled by the one so strong and then flew from his hands.
Once they had rowed back to land Thor took the boat in hand and also the great whales and dragging them with the boat by their huge tails he went in for breakfast.
If you are so strong my friend then take this glass goblet and let it be wrenched apart. Thor took it and threw it, it bounced off a stone pillar and fell perfect to the floor there. How Hymir laughed, then his wife whispered (for she had a soft spot for Thor) to let his head be the target. That smashed it, Hymir Hard-head was hit upon head by the goblet and the glass smashed upon it much to his anger.
What is mine is yours he said as the strength of him left him, the power of the glass thing was what had held him, it, broken now, drained him he had to give in.
He gifted his last mighty cauldron and with it the brewing words. Tyr went to pick it up and with all of his one-hand strength he managed to wobble it while Thor tried and swing it up over his shoulder to perch there and he wandered. They left there. Left Hymir with his anger.
He could not just let them he sent a whole army after them, every one of the many-headed, the men who were monsters, the Giants of Hymir.
Thor saw them all coming and set too with Mjolnir one by one topping them, hitting head after head so before they were even near him the lot of them were dead.
There is more to this story but let us just finish with, the Gods had a great party.
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 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 Goddesses 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 – #31 Týr
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.
Týr
Always God, never-changing North Star he who buys peace with a limb was all before and anew now. When worlds end remember his agonising hound-bitten death was for you. Thank Tyr for the beer barrel that made the party possible.
Of The Sky
Sky God, fostered of Óðin, born of giants; Tyr Hymirsson Óðinsson
Bringer of barrels
Self-sacrificial
Hand-loser
Bravest of the Warrior Gods
He keeps mortals safe
Fenrir-binder
He is of the twelve who sit with Óðin
Tyr is from the before
A Precursor
The Germanics called upon him in war
Thousands of year of a one-handed God
Tiwaz all encompasses
All worlds under one sky
Look for justice in his northern star
Come for him Tysdagr
Tyr means god
Look to the Old Norsemen
They called upon the Tivar;
The God
Skirnir brought him Gleipnir; dwarven ribbon
He who contained their fiercest enemy
Rising above hardship is expected of Vikings
We laugh at suffering and accept it as life
Look to Mirkwood for the coming of God-death
He who will die in the end at the teeth of Garm
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 – #30 Loki’s Monsters
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’s Monsters
The shape changer god no longer knows what he is. The change of shapes so often, takes away the god-like sense of human-form, until a part of him is monstrous.
Even at his birth, when lightning took away his mother, he had to survive, he had to change. To hunt, to hide, to feed, to climb.
What monster in a god’s form entered Asgard?
He was embraced as blood-brother. Here he could be equal, and, he loved; his beloved wife and children, to them he was fair and loyal and true. Yet he felt the call to share his love, to fly away – He went with Giant-woman Angrboda. Went with her often. They had children.
If ‘children’ is what they were. A snake. A wolf. A half dead daughter. There wildness, there corruption, the danger of them spread as word to gods. They must be stopped.
Now. Jormungand the Midgardyrm is cast into the sea, to grow and fume and wait. The wolf they could not kill, they tricked it: tied it down to howl and wail and strain with magic dwarven ribbons holding him. The daughter; blackened half, commandingly beautiful in half; she was cast to the very deep.
“Become the queen of all the death, the cowardly dead, the trickster dead, the oath breaker. – Keep them, keep them.” So hollered High-seat god of all the worlds.
How Loki fumed. It turned his heart. They were not monstrous to him. They were his monsters. They were his offspring. See ahead how bitter are his deeds because of this. “My children! My monsters! My offspring!”
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 – #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.
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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