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The Runes Pt. 1 Valknut
pause~
poised on a frozen branch
the winter raven
"vad är ditt pris?"
The cloaked stranger
hidden daggers
fur on leather boots
quietly treading
through snow
A northern breeze
brushes against
onyx feathers
The raven
...blinks
slowly...
then
"Frihet."
poised on a frozen branch
the winter raven
"vad är ditt pris?"
The cloaked stranger
hidden daggers
fur on leather boots
quietly treading
through snow
A northern breeze
brushes against
onyx feathers
The raven
...blinks
slowly...
then
"Frihet."
Published 18th Aug 2019
Author's Note
These set of slightly ominous poems will contain my own twists on runic meaning and folklore. Enjoy :)
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18th Aug 2019 9:38pm
I found this so strange that I innately knew what Frihet meant without googling ( but googled none the less to make sure I was right ). Souljia, you have such a remarkable weave with imagery captivating emotion. There is imagery - then there is imagery which captures the emotion within a reader that they associate personally with poetry. You are the latter. Remarkable.
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- Edited 21st Oct 2019 5:45am
19th Aug 2019 5:48pm
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