When rabbits howl And the hero screams. Your life will soon be over Or so the singer sings. […]
Author: John W. Leys
There has never been a time When I did not love you And there never will be a […]
They’re auctioning off the pistol Verlaine used to shoot Rimbaud In an absinthe & opium fueled lover’s spat. […]
Splintered pieces of broken idols And shattered gods litter the floor At your feet. The axe, its handle […]
I, Woðanaz, Wotan, Óðinn, Odin, Alföðr, One-eyed Wanderer, Rune-maker, Warrior-Poet, Son of Borr Burri-son and Bestla Bölþorn-daughter, Who […]
They went and visited the Scorpion King, Watching as his gladiator children, Too timid to kill, Lusted to […]
Carved by Dwarvish craftsman From ash-wood of Oðinn’s gallows– Yggdrasil , heart of the Nine Worlds, Rooted in […]
Wrapped in a blanket, Warm, safe; nothing can hurt me. Don’t want to get up. 10/22/2016
Throne of gold up on high The Ancient of Days sits Appearing like a Son of Adam, White […]
This blog passed a significant milestone yesterday, it now has 100+ WordPress followers! Truthfully, I would be writing […]
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