[sirtimo]

My favorite poem, because I wrote it. It's written in a Norse style of meter and alliteration. Longfellow's "Song of Hiawatha" was written in a similar style.

My Valkyrie

at my feet, what lies before me
submits without being conquered

fanning flames in want to quench them
in her fullness yet is sparking

still we dance upon the morrow
songs we've sung with many voices

chorus, forms both fond and friendly
verse, we write anew each evening

boldly brazen does she wander
'cross the span of my soul's shelter

little changed, her journey takes her
past receding ice of winter

into melted marrow waters
standing still awaiting raindrops

love's light falls upon us 'twineing
knots by no one hand untieing

fettered by my mortal being
Midgard ails for my arrival

flowing as I follow footsteps
of her green-eyed gaze of glory

past the loves-breath singing quicker
harkens unto my arrival

hurry now in haste to sentry
wounding that which I would succor

skalds of sighing now do beckon
waters steaming from the Kragger

smiling does she sing the chorus
as the dance is doomed to ending

in faith follows flows my offer
ending with a quiet murmur

once again we lie together
thankful of our blessed stillness

Gods above do grant the lovers
joy of of hearing Asgard's music