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Stand of the Warrior Poet
- Stand of the Warrior Poet -
In your eyes I see a truth that the world denies,
And in your face I see a beauty that is so pure...
Sometimes I wish I could create a true paradise,
In which people like you and I could have more.
Is it wrong to wish for a golden age of our design?
One not harmed by the ravages of modern times.
How far back would I turn the clock, if I could?
Sweet one, only as far back as you think I should.
Or perhaps forward, into an age of our creation,
Wherein the world is not in pain, and we all sing.
We have to be the architects of a grander elation,
To make this world anew, and happiness to bring.
I know sometimes your heart breaks, just like me!
Because there is only so much sorrow we can see,
Before we have to cry out until the heavens hear...
Sometimes I cry alone, and feel the agony of fear.
Even a warrior, a knight such as myself, can fall,
And in the darkness I have wandered, in sorrow...
Wondering how I can continue, to heed this call,
Sword in hand, to face the twilight of tomorrow!
Where is our Valhalla, when the fire is coming?
We must forge it from the embers of the burning,
Of a world transforming beyond all past turning.
In your eyes I am reminded of why it is I fight,
And when the struggle gets too much to bear...
I think of you, and am imbued with your light,
Overcome with joy, knowing delight most fair.
Is it wrong to wish we could have all of history?
To make anew, and create with a better dignity.
How far back would I reforge it all, if I could?
Sweet one, only as far back as you think I should.
Poetry, like music, is a mead sweet as is honey,
But I do not write to flatter, merely to say true...
Things that cannot be said otherwise in destiny,
Lest those words be filled with power long due.
Elfin girl, fairest one, for you I shall keep going,
Beyond the ending of all things, ever knowing...
That one more lovely than a Valkyrie is smiling,
As her faithful warrior poet stands fast, undying.
Let us dance, and let us sing! Together.
Let us soar on graceful wing! Forever.
In your eyes I see a truth that the world denies,
And in your face I see a beauty that is so pure...
Sometimes I wish I could create a true paradise,
In which people like you and I could have more.
Is it wrong to wish for a golden age of our design?
One not harmed by the ravages of modern times.
How far back would I turn the clock, if I could?
Sweet one, only as far back as you think I should.
Or perhaps forward, into an age of our creation,
Wherein the world is not in pain, and we all sing.
We have to be the architects of a grander elation,
To make this world anew, and happiness to bring.
I know sometimes your heart breaks, just like me!
Because there is only so much sorrow we can see,
Before we have to cry out until the heavens hear...
Sometimes I cry alone, and feel the agony of fear.
Even a warrior, a knight such as myself, can fall,
And in the darkness I have wandered, in sorrow...
Wondering how I can continue, to heed this call,
Sword in hand, to face the twilight of tomorrow!
Where is our Valhalla, when the fire is coming?
We must forge it from the embers of the burning,
Of a world transforming beyond all past turning.
In your eyes I am reminded of why it is I fight,
And when the struggle gets too much to bear...
I think of you, and am imbued with your light,
Overcome with joy, knowing delight most fair.
Is it wrong to wish we could have all of history?
To make anew, and create with a better dignity.
How far back would I reforge it all, if I could?
Sweet one, only as far back as you think I should.
Poetry, like music, is a mead sweet as is honey,
But I do not write to flatter, merely to say true...
Things that cannot be said otherwise in destiny,
Lest those words be filled with power long due.
Elfin girl, fairest one, for you I shall keep going,
Beyond the ending of all things, ever knowing...
That one more lovely than a Valkyrie is smiling,
As her faithful warrior poet stands fast, undying.
Let us dance, and let us sing! Together.
Let us soar on graceful wing! Forever.
Published 20th May 2023
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29th May 2023 2:54am
Beautiful poem, babe! I think you mentioned you were thinking about that singer you like, Aurora Aksnes, when you were writing this poem. I has a vibe to it that reminds me of ancient Nordic poems and sagas... and you know I love those stories big time. Epic poem, and totally on par with all of your best stuff. Big kisses for you! And hugs, to go with the kisses. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
30th May 2023 1:49am
Yes, you remembered correctly about that bit regarding Aurora! She is one of the very few singers today that truly inspires me greatly. And given that she is from Norway, it only felt natural that part of how she was inspiring me when I wrote this was that those ancient Nordic tales came to my mind. From that point forward, I knew precisely where I wanted to take this poem! To splendid, mythical places but with meaning that is relevant today and very evocative of both the themes that Aurora sometimes sings about and themes that are important to me in general. It was very much an inspired work, and one that I am happy turned out so great. It is evocative of an epic in tone, if not in length... shorter, but still powerful like an epic is. So, I get your meaning there, sweetie. Big kisses and even bigger hugs for you also, my adorable angel! xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
