[Poem, Dróttkvætt]
SKÅL!
Proof that the great halls, roaring hearth-fires, and mead-horns may be gone, but the poet, the Skáld, lives on. Breathtaking, my friend. Truly.
The first piece is written with a Dróttkvætt metric.
I'm glad it worked!!
👊
Absolutely nailed it
A shield-biter of a poem, Pablo!!
Fabulous. I could hear the clang of iron sword on iron sword.
the kind of poem you strip naked to howl at the moon, channeling the wolf or the bear, before rushing towards valhalla to
This is better than 70% of the fantasy that fetishizes these myths and I want that on RECORD.
Love that!!!
I thought for a minute to deviate from the format and dip a bit into full on story but I behaved lol
Gotta practice control (sometimes)
That good shit pumped straight into the blood stream. Fucking dopeeeee
Really enjoyed this poem. Thank you.
Wowowowow. That carrion/carrying line punched me in the foot. Great stuff.
SKÅL!
Proof that the great halls, roaring hearth-fires, and mead-horns may be gone, but the poet, the Skáld, lives on. Breathtaking, my friend. Truly.
The first piece is written with a Dróttkvætt metric.
I'm glad it worked!!
👊
Absolutely nailed it
A shield-biter of a poem, Pablo!!
Fabulous. I could hear the clang of iron sword on iron sword.
the kind of poem you strip naked to howl at the moon, channeling the wolf or the bear, before rushing towards valhalla to
This is better than 70% of the fantasy that fetishizes these myths and I want that on RECORD.
Love that!!!
I thought for a minute to deviate from the format and dip a bit into full on story but I behaved lol
Gotta practice control (sometimes)
That good shit pumped straight into the blood stream. Fucking dopeeeee
Really enjoyed this poem. Thank you.
Wowowowow. That carrion/carrying line punched me in the foot. Great stuff.