Viking Dreams

I hear the raven's song

of thought and memory

as they fly through the skies

the nine worlds for to see.

I hear the hoof beats

of Odin's eight legged steed

as hermod rides to hel

baldr for to free.

The lightning flashes

as another giant falls

to the mighty hand of thor.

the thunder roars

as his chariot he rides

into asgard's shining halls.

so sing praise to odin

thor, frey and tyr.

sif, freyja frigga

and for baldr weep a year.

so raise up your mead horn

lets sumble tonight

because tomorrow

might be ragnarok's fight.

Nine nights hung odin

upon the great world tree

spear pierced, no food no drink

then the runes grasped he.

heimdall by name of rig

three couples stayed with he

thralls, karls, and jarls were they

and they did become we.

to bind the fenris wolf

cost mighty tyr his hand

the price of justice isnt small.

one night each freyja lay

with four dwarves just to own

the necklace brisingamen called.

so sing praise to odin

Thor, Frey and Tyr

Sif, Freyja, frigga

and for baldr weep a year.

So raise up your mead horn

lets sumble tonight

because tomorrow

might be ragnarok's fight.

Kveldulf Wyrmswald Lokisson

Victorious Skald of Skaldic Contest; AlThing 16, Midsummer 21, 2246 R.E.