Open Poetry #45 |
Ode to Skadi |
Suncleaver Member
since 2009-01-18
Posts 481Stafford England |
Artwork by Agnes D. Olson. O winter goddess, deathly fair, The song of arrows, thine, Thy eyes of ice, thy golden hair, Thy fragrant scent of pine. O maid of wolves and mountain slopes, Thy beauty stark and white, Thou nurse a secret lover's hopes Of Baldr, god of light. O giant's child of Jotunn blood, Thy father lies in earth, So hammer iron, fletch the wood, And sing the Aesir's dearth! 'Wailing voices on the wind, urging me to turn. Distant tortured screams. Cold blue fires burn'. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Luke, I enjoy reading your poetry for the content and I admire it for the structure. Alison |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
A fine Nordic ode! "Eyes of ice", indeed! ~ Captivating artwork that complements your compelling poem beautifully! Great writing, dear writer! Love 'n hugs, Linda |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Well done,Suncleaver. I love this kind of poetry. Beautiful picture too. Ida |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
very well written ... and timely,of course, from the perspective of the N. hemisphere's current position in the endless cycling of seasons in "Deep-Time" ... MUCH applause for this interesting 'penning' !! |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Yes Luke it is a great poem and a delight to read, well done my friend. Lindsay |
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