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 – #26 Odin

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

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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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 – #21 Iðun’s Apples

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

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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Iðun’s Apples

 

“Let us have another adventure!” “Let’s be humans again and travel off away in Midgard.” Oðin and Hænir readily agreed and off they went. Again as it was with Oðin he was shocked to feel the pain of hunger and wondered what could be done. “If you light a fire I will soon return with food, Hænir come with me,” called Loki.

When they returned Hænir was struggling to carry a huge Oxen. Oðin placed it upon a spit and they sat and watched it cook. They sat and watched it cook. They sat and watched it cook. “It isn’t cooking” “It is just as raw as it was before.”

“Something is working against us.”

“Something up here.”

Above upon a branch sits a great eagle, far too big to be believed.

“Let me eat my fill and all the meat will be cooked.”

As soon as they agreed the eagle swooped and took the lot.

Loki was enraged and leapt upon the huge creature with a great branch to strike upon its back. The branch struck, it stuck in his hand, the eagle flew, he took Loki hanging behind. How Loki squealed. The eagle gave him quite a ride, dragging him through tree tops. Scraping him along the ground. Across the glacier. Till Loki wild with agony had hardly any skin upon his back and knees. ”You will help me or I will not let you go.” “I promise; I will do anything.” “Bring me the beautiful Iðun and her powerful apples.” “This I cannot do.” The eagle dragged him over rocks, over glacier, through the trees, the rocky ground. “I will do anything. I will do this thing you ask. I promise.”

Within the week the orchard garden had a visitor. “Iðun, beautiful, Iðun you would never believe what I have seen. Come with me, come with me. Golden apples just like these. Golden apples on a tree. Ooooo bring these.” So Iðun went with him. The eagle swooped and had her. Took her with her apples to his immense castle. Yes this was Thiazi, mighty giant.

 

Oh how the Gods would suffer. In no time at all they crumbled, bumbled, mumbled, stumbled. Muttering they cluttered up the place in their old age. As memory faded Oðin wondered who it was who was missing.

Someone remembered the beauty of Iðun.

Someone remembered the beauty of Frejya, “She has gone.”

“No I am here,” said a bald old lady in the corner.

“There was another one though. A trickster one.” “Where is he?”

They found Loki, found him sleeping, tied him, bound him. “Bring her back to us!” Frejya stripped off her gown of feathers, “Fly as falcon Trickster One, and bring her back to us.” It was easy, Thiazi and his daughter Skaði had gone fishing. He landed, cast a spell and Iðun was a nut. He popped her in his pocket. Put on his feathers and flew away safely. No. Thiazi came back. It is a long long way to Asgard and Eagles are faster than Falcon. Thank the gods for ravens, Oðin’s ravens saw and warned and all the gods build pyres of firewood. As Loki flew over and in the gods lit fires, bursting flames on the monstrous Giant in his eagle form. He fell down and stumbling old gods they fell upon.

Oh how they laughed to see Iðun back and handing round her apples.

 

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 – #10 Hænir

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #10 Hænir

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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Hænir

Men, even we turn for Hænir’s handsomeness. Women even more so

These are the legs, this is the jaw, yet this sadly is the intellect.

Hey, everything else is in place, embrace him our future leader.

He brings the fire.

In the heart-loin

Being is more important than choice

Thinking can hang fore a bit

Live it

Travel with him, in the simple

Bestie of the best he will follow on for them

Odin-successor – world end survivor

Leave all the thinking hard till we go to war

That is what anguish and strategy are for

Peace is for living and clinging to

Swords sleep like this…

Swords sweep like this…

Is there a choice to make?

Ox-cooker, Fire-maker, Odin-brother

Salmon-eater, World-traveller, Doubter

At your side

Until the very end

Until after the end

He will hold the wand and foretell

Be at peace and talk,

Share memories,

Everywhere there are treasures,

Gaze in wonder,

If war is the only way we will think well, act wise

Until then

Rise again in Gimli,

Be rooved in gold, be at peace,

Simply

 

 

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 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 – #1 Thor

 Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #1 Thor

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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Thor

Thunder hammerer laughs as lightning floods from forelock blasting rock, ice and fire; elements of those enormous ones who he shall shock

This red head of his has dazzling flash; in his eyes you will quale and fall

Thorsday’s child Thor Odinsson God of order

And as a child he slew giants. With Mjolnir now he slays many more

Ever-returner ever strikes

Even Hymir’s many-headed monsters die at a distance

before their masses even approach

Call for his strength,

he who could catch and grapple Jormungand

Invoke Thor in name of law and stability

What is right is right

Be noble, he champions you

Farm free, be poetic, rise as a warrior and rule royally

Thor is here for you

Feed him he laughs as he troughs, whole hogs and vast barrels

He can roar a red rage and calm to laugh in an instant

Quick tempered, quick to calm, quick to laugh, quick!

Above all quick

It might possibly be said he’s a bit slow on the uptake

But it will only be said once.

Depend on his strength; the greatest of the Gods

The greatest of the Gods
See him stand central of Freyr and Odin in Uppsala

Greatest

Call on him,

Call on his hammer

He can bless your bonding with his dwarf-forged weapon

Your bonding, your birth, your pastures, your union

Thundering coming, laughing and racing, he storms above us

Chariot wheels and humming rumbling hammer

Thor has the weather at hand

In control as he can

Yet he is in chaos as the whetstone man

Lightning-head fires out sending weather elements everywhere

Call for fair weather if you are fair

Strong winds if you fly to be righteous aid

Thor bring us fruits of the earth

Brings the acorn for our livestock

Cross this God and even a look from his eye will cause you to quail

Thor the hunter, wide-wanderer says what he sees

Protecting his bride and his snow-white daughter

Seeking out the nine hundred headed with his hammer

Protect by striding outward

Live in good order, grow from the earth,

catch from the waters,

defend the weak and the righteous

Be Thor

 

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 Goddesses Prose Poems – #15 Skaði

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #16 Njörð

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #17 Frigg

Norse Gods and Goddess Prose Poems – #18 Balder

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

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #20 Iðun

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

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #22 Sól

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #23 Máni

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #24 Rán

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #25 Hel

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #26 Óðin

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

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

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #29 Loki

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

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #31 Týr

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

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

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #34 Mimir

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

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

Norse Gods and Goddesses Prose Poems – #37 Kvasir

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The Viking Life -This 21 chapter on-line book is my Autobiography

The Viking Life -This 21 chapter on-line book is my Autobiography

To read the first chapter simply click ‘Viking Life’.

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At the top of each page you will see ‘Next in Current Series’. Just go back up to that and click to go to the next chapter each time.

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Meanwhile I will get on with the follow up.

So Spoke the Skald 08 – Songs of Odin

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So Spoke the Skald 08 – Songs of Odin

From a forthcoming recording The Boat Rising, this is the words of Odin arranged by me.

Read at the Gudvangen Market Opening Ceremony and at a child’s blessing.

Let words that echo resonate among the mountains, through the trees and throughout our lands.

Deep he went the Odin-one to seek the rune, to gather song and long long his words go on.

Let nothing harm the child, we fill each heart with happiness.

And women strong who bare them, let you be free of all pain.

To rise again to visit a warm bed..

Let love be in the heart, the body, in the loin and in the thoughtful head.

Let love be long and passions share whenever youthful women wish to dare.

For all will heal in time. This is the pledge the oath of man.

Let all wounds heal, let weapons fail.

Wild steam and fire quench upon the world and in the once so angry heart – be calmed.

For bondage shall be gone, all suffering, all pain, and chain.

Let all the weapons blunted be, for this shall be our start.

 

Odin’s words, his song, his rune, be our defence, our promises.

Through fjord wall, through forest glen.

Let Odin-hope be echoed still, throughout the hearts of man.

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