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A Viking Reborn:
The Gods have called upon me
In a time when the hammer's sign.
Has fallen from the heavens
By the bloody heathen's design.
Now weeping for the children;
That will never know his name.
Odin has now sent me
To ease our inner pain.
Remember the days of old
Where once we sailed the seas.
We used to be the masters
Of the mountains and the trees.
We tamed the rushing waters
And sailed across the world.
No mortal man could match us;
Even mermaids gave us pearls!
Our strength was the very fire
That roared in the dragon's belly.
We proudly wore the scales
From the beasts in the valley.
The dreaded monsters of legend
Trolls and Giants alike.
We fought them all and won;
We defeated the Thunder Shrike!
The heart that beats within us
Once carried a sacred fire.
A world in which we've lost that
Has a fate that's rather dire!
Out there beyond the stars
Lies a sea that thrives anew.
The vast ocean of space;
You know it to be true!
Where once we sailed the rivers
Now we voyage through the stars.
And the Valkyries have told me
That they would like to conquer Mars...
"In the name of the Allfather. What say we take that pretty Red Planet?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th April 2012
The Gods have called upon me
In a time when the hammer's sign.
Has fallen from the heavens
By the bloody heathen's design.
Now weeping for the children;
That will never know his name.
Odin has now sent me
To ease our inner pain.
Remember the days of old
Where once we sailed the seas.
We used to be the masters
Of the mountains and the trees.
We tamed the rushing waters
And sailed across the world.
No mortal man could match us;
Even mermaids gave us pearls!
Our strength was the very fire
That roared in the dragon's belly.
We proudly wore the scales
From the beasts in the valley.
The dreaded monsters of legend
Trolls and Giants alike.
We fought them all and won;
We defeated the Thunder Shrike!
The heart that beats within us
Once carried a sacred fire.
A world in which we've lost that
Has a fate that's rather dire!
Out there beyond the stars
Lies a sea that thrives anew.
The vast ocean of space;
You know it to be true!
Where once we sailed the rivers
Now we voyage through the stars.
And the Valkyries have told me
That they would like to conquer Mars...
"In the name of the Allfather. What say we take that pretty Red Planet?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th April 2012
Literature
Lost and Found
Lost and Found
Here I am walking around aimlessly
Scars surround every part of my body
Lies are all that I seem to know
Tears no longer come out
Just the supreme silence
I walk for what seems to be forever
I lose the strength that I have to stand
I was done, I was done with trying
I wanted to sit and rot
But there you were
The flickering light in my hurt eyes
You came for me...came running
At this close to dead corpse
You whispered thoughts of hope- often true thoughts
It was never merely flattery, and overreacted words
Nor was it fake for secret intentions
It was honest, kind, true
You are the only one that makes me feel
Literature
Survive
Whispers in my ear
Compel me to surrender.
But I will not hear;
I defy my contender.
Defeat is not an option;
There is no other way:
Survive against all odds
To die another day.
'Tis the oldest battlecry;
The only ultimatum.
Fight until you die—
Rather plain verbatim.
To be classified as "alive,"
Survive, survive, survive.
Literature
Dream On
A dream can be
a passing thought;
a passionate ambition.
A dream can be
a battle fought;
a superficial mission.
A dream can be
a driving force;
a forgiving comfort.
A dream can be
a thriving source;
a deceitful consort.
A dream can thrill you;
drive you or kill you.
Beware of this, dreamers—
and Dream On.
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AUTHOR'S COMMENT:
Arrr, after the dismal performance of the "Fury of the Frost Giants". I decided to see what was wrong with my perception of Valhalla week. I decided to change the way I went about writing the poems.
The idea of rewriting the past ballads was bad because...let's face it, they're the REAL epics.
So...what if...let's say, I created a new epic. SCI-FI VIKINGS *__*
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
OTHER POEMS BY ME:
Fury of the Frost Giants - [link]
Journey to Valhalla - [link]
Little Flower Girl - [link]
Bringer of the Night - [link]
White Lily Girl - [link]
The Sanguinary Offering - [link]
OTHER LITERATURE BY ME:
SANGUINE Chapter 1 - 1 - [link]
Arrr, after the dismal performance of the "Fury of the Frost Giants". I decided to see what was wrong with my perception of Valhalla week. I decided to change the way I went about writing the poems.
The idea of rewriting the past ballads was bad because...let's face it, they're the REAL epics.
So...what if...let's say, I created a new epic. SCI-FI VIKINGS *__*
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
OTHER POEMS BY ME:
Fury of the Frost Giants - [link]
Journey to Valhalla - [link]
Little Flower Girl - [link]
Bringer of the Night - [link]
White Lily Girl - [link]
The Sanguinary Offering - [link]
OTHER LITERATURE BY ME:
SANGUINE Chapter 1 - 1 - [link]
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Vision:
The tone of the poem is hopeful and grief-stricken at the same time. The Speaker's voice is the strongest aspect of the piece.
Originality:
You present the "death of religion" in a fresh way. Instead of insinuating that the belief is dead you write from a perspective that shows old religions still effect the present day.
Technique:
Staggered End Rhyme: The rhyme scheme of the piece really lends to the old style of lyrical poetry. I could hear this being sung in an old mead hall.
Word Choice: You are a crafter of words. I can really see that you choose them carefully. Not one words feel out of place or misused.
Impact:
This piece speaks to my Scandinavian roots. But, I also can sense the clashing of religious thoughts and the after effect it has on that which the people believe, a.k.a. the god sand goddesses. It reminds me of Rick Riordan's main point at the end of Percy Jackson and the Olympians, which was:
"As long as someone still believes in us, we will live. But, it is our true peril if belief were to die." Or something like that.
The tone of the poem is hopeful and grief-stricken at the same time. The Speaker's voice is the strongest aspect of the piece.
Originality:
You present the "death of religion" in a fresh way. Instead of insinuating that the belief is dead you write from a perspective that shows old religions still effect the present day.
Technique:
Staggered End Rhyme: The rhyme scheme of the piece really lends to the old style of lyrical poetry. I could hear this being sung in an old mead hall.
Word Choice: You are a crafter of words. I can really see that you choose them carefully. Not one words feel out of place or misused.
Impact:
This piece speaks to my Scandinavian roots. But, I also can sense the clashing of religious thoughts and the after effect it has on that which the people believe, a.k.a. the god sand goddesses. It reminds me of Rick Riordan's main point at the end of Percy Jackson and the Olympians, which was:
"As long as someone still believes in us, we will live. But, it is our true peril if belief were to die." Or something like that.