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Posted: 2/12/2008 9:34:09 PM | Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom
Within the Shadow could One strain to see
Mangled mimes disguised as beautiful bards
hindered with amnesia
attempting to convey Tragedy
gone awry by a happy Ending –
thus Fiction was Born.
Where Darkness is thy friend
And Light thy fiend – ultra nemesis.
Spoken in Greek with raised brow
Thru the broken beak of a crow
Lost in a rainbow crowned maelstrom
Every ounce of nothingness falls to the burnt barren earth
Like rain in a wormhole spawned by spurned lust.
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Posted: 2/13/2008 11:59:43 AM | Thanks NaiveAndWItty, your praise is much appreciated. Glad that you enjoyed. Have a groovy day.  | |
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Posted: 2/13/2008 12:04:48 PM | Howdy coddles, I saw where you had an interest in the Norse pantheon and thought you might enjoy the following (which i usually dont post publically due to the rhetorical stance of it, but alas you would have the foreknowledge to appreciate).
anyhow here it goes:
Composing Lost Hymns Future Martyrs Already Plead
Bleed for the living, and die for the dead
transcending the mortal coil.
An ashen spear splits the Veil, and bends the Web of Wyrd
as tho thrust down from Valhalla
for the Norns abandoned, find Ur’s Well barren.
Late for the Council,
Ragnarok has passed
And Fenrir jowls remain Hungry
for his Feast upon Odin was never delivered
and the Halls are still full of Warriors drunk on mead.
I am still unsure on the title, and dont think its completed yet, but nonetheless its a good start I think. | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 8:25:11 AM | Greeting Lunar. To follow was post #2 on this page but it somehow got deleted (the one NaW and you responded to) I've got clearance from Trapped to repost it so here tis (again). It was written for this thread and subject matter so it kinda doesnt go anywhere else. Norse Lore. As you are also familiar with the Nordic epics and gods of old (and as you had since written ) I'm sure the story and characters will be well known to you.
Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom
Posted: 2/13/2008 6:00:10 AM
The Maelstrom...hmmmm...have written on this very thing many a time
Nasty place
Yon blackness well known to those with eyes to see
Known to gods and those birthed at oceans knee
Black writhing oily slickened sickening worm
Heavy gutted blight of gravity borne menace
But dwells he not within the maelstrom
Crow or raven, crooked beak or not
Laughs as fly between the worlds
Belonging to neither
Sadness is the price he has to pay
Doomed to play his tricks in either world
Gods merely tolerate him
Humans do not see
Cannot know
The likes of he
Of Loki
But dwells he not within the maelstrom
This nothingness of which you speak
It cannot fall
It merely and very simply *is*
And ever was
And ever will be
Had footsteps marked your way to there
And given you leave return
(yes through the maelstrom)
Then known would be the fallacy of a
Fallen Nothingness?
For in the great nothingness...where dwells all
Is all
Which is nothing
After all
Which in itself is
Everything
How can it fall?
This place where time itself
Does not exist
When time be ground by gravity
And gravity be bound by the blackness
Upon which some minions ride
Happy endings indeed a fallacy
A haven made for fools and cowards both
Those who have not held the sword
And rushed to bloody death
Embracing all that, over which great honor does still preside
Courage to face all that life (and death) may (and do) hold
Grasping the rose in bloodied hands
As thorns rip and tear and render flesh to weeping pulp
LIFE
But dipping still the nose to taste the nectar sweet
Yes life
Grasp the Rose
Fear not the thorns
And dwell not within the maelstrom
Should you one day face
The Place
Where all things dwell
The nothingness
cheers | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 8:29:57 AM | And this was the post that responded to your last post just before the whole thing went splat (also cleared with Trapped)
Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom Posted: 2/13/2008 6  32 PM Thanks NaW And well spake Lunar  I see you know your lore... Kinsmen [unwithered] sit silent in Halls Feasting [as is their right] well earned Spears not spared their limbs and are Well known to the gods And in Valhalla dwell Warriors each and slow to rise The Call unheard [as yet] Ur's Well is dry for those mere pass But the key brings waters sweet Ragnarok's yet to be born Dear Odin sees though, signs Yes Fenrir walks and strife is rife So ancient those designs Time yet belongs to earthly realms In Halls see warriors' smiles They know their worth and with joy and mirth You'll yet see the Norsemen rise.... Really enjoying the writes Lunar I'll keep a lookout for more  Great Stuff! | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 2:50:03 PM | JAX, thank you so much for your kind words. I had been curious as to what happened to your previous posts. They were axed before I could respond. Glad you got it cleared up with the "authorities".. lol Damn the Man. hehehehe
I enjoyed your responses as well, very much so, esp the one on Loki. He is quite the mischievious fart aint he. I also posted a response to another thread of yours, i forget the exact title of the initial thread, but it was on broken hearts, lost love, etc.. i am sure u will know of which one i speak.
anyhow i tried to email ya directly but alas I dont live in Australia YET, so it won t let me. Shoot me a line and lets chat. I would love to pick your brain. Hope ya have a lovely day. Peace,
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Posted: 2/20/2008 7:27:11 PM | Ah...Ahhhhhhhhhh! I didnt realise that filter was still on. So thats what everyone's been talking about. (thanks for clarifying on which filter) Done.
Looking forward to see more of your writes up | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 8:21:16 PM | I'm glad to be of assistance JAX, alas it is still not letting email you. I ain't no perv whose soliciting for nookie yet its blockin. I dunno, shoot me a email and it should then circumvent the block. Since you seem to be so moved by these gurglings from this cognitive well, I am currently working on a book for pub. and would be delighted if you would like to take the time to give me some insight and guidance on the final selections. Have a groovy day JAX!
peace,
Adrian.   | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 8:27:58 PM | Mirror Mirror on thine walls
Darkness creeps Language as darkness
Shadows cast mangle minds
Aminsia become more or less
Forplay your vision of fiction born first breath
Tradgity simply echoing minds existance
Purifiction soul deemed Meaningfull
Ba Ba Baaa LOOnRYOU
Words typed transend LunarLunacy
I do agree as mother earth evolves You are the Lunar
Not the eclipse,far from the total eclipse
Like rain We fall yet Only in drops
I do admit You are interesting in write stained
Eloquent in your vision,yet | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 9:27:29 PM | Wilco. And re not a perv? Oh bugga!  I thought for a minute I'd got lucky 
Norsemen always welkomme min venn
In days of yore when long ships straked the seas
And battles fought and none sank to their knees
When scholars and ancients walked still hand in hand
And JOY beheld in each day...born then was a man
Thrust from womb of mortal, virgin breath was deep
No wailing call was heard from him and for days he beheld not sleep
Instead his keen eyes swept all that surrounded
First keening cry the hounds of Hella bounded [to his side]
A legend born with locks already long
This viking babe already knew the ancients' songs
Born in him, knowledge dwelled, from fathers realm
Thus born, destiny set, to stand at long ships helm
(c) *champrins* 21 Feb 2008
Gotta luv legends eh! Happy to help if I can in any way...I'll toss you an email and see if that gets past whatever is still blocking. | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 10:41:10 PM | WOW! Love the closing stanza, but I must raise a question Jax. :
Born in him, knowledge dwelled -
poetic yes, but correct me if i am wrong, didnt Odin have to sacrifice one of his eyes into the Well of Ur, or well of ancient knowledge (via one of the crows whose names i cant recall) in order to gain his sixth sense or insight into Migrad?
and in response to not a perv LOL - a perv no, but a descendant of the Norse who still carries a sturdy Sword - YES. LOL Your a riot gal, keep the good writes comin. Unfortunately thats all the poetry I really have on that particualr topic, tons on other socio political rants and deranged macabre in general. hmmm u might just be muse enough to get me writting on that genre again. LOL. \
take care, enjoyed. peace,
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Posted: 2/20/2008 10:46:42 PM | Box of Souls Part I – A Revealing of Contents
Hear the Visitor inside the Chanting Wall
Laughing wickedly, eerie cackling
Noone heads his Call
Spirits cry in shame
A Broken Box of Twisted Souls
(Warped Malice bound but not fully contained)
They are raked across the Coals
Unleashed only to Complete the Maze
As factors of, not actors who can
What once was
Now is no more
I hold the Key, but they are the Door
So shake the Bag,
Spill the Bones,
Destination –
Forever Unknown…
Box of Souls Part II – A Closing of Contents
So the Wind howls,
The Dust stirs,
And I
CUT OUT HIS TONGUE !
He laughs wickedly
NO MORE | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 10:59:46 PM | Ah yes! But Odin [as walker] and who sometimes visits this realm in human form, and takes the odd lover here and there [and has also been betrayed - I'm sure you know the epic of which I speak] has some 'kin' floating around the place.
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From mortals birthed and yet
Sipped from cup of mead fore milk hath touch-ed lips
As such the 'musings' of the old ones carried forth
And buried deep within the blood..though still as mortals...walk
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The well from which he drank and the eye given signifies that there is ALWAYS a price to pay...for knowledge. And if not prepared to pay the price...in full....the well lay empty, sipping..merely dust.
There is an element of magic and trickery (see ref to Loki who flies between the worlds) whereby some will come to believe they have drunk of knowledge (and become drunk on that fact as well) but...
Anyhoo...hoping we can mutually muse each other here perhaps 
Thy sword be blessed
And as warrior known to gods who dwell
But rarely tell
May it mostly lay...at rest
Nice to see some other kinsmen back on the boards
PARTAY TIME!
The Vikings rise*
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Posted: 2/20/2008 11:06:32 PM | Aha! You snuck in post 13 before I got mine posted.
WELL SPAKE!!!!!!!!
Nice one!
Strangely we both had those elements of 'dust' in what we wrote
Praps the muses have heard us after all?
I 'felt' what you wrote
Old Muse is Godt Muse?
Looking forward to reading more
Really enjoying this thread.... | |
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Posted: 2/21/2008 3:26:10 AM | ohhhh yes mam, amuse indeed Jax, as well as enlighten. Tis a great pleasure to find like kin. Vikings rise indeed. May your Horn always be full and your bed ner empty!
and yes I stand corrected. i assumed u were speaking of the One eyed one directly not of his misbegotten offspring. And why is it, no matter what polytheistic pantheon one delves into, the gods and demi gods are always boinkin the mortals? lol
and do u remember the names of his two crows and two wolves. it eludes me and im havin trouble relocating that site i used to go to that was so indepth. Most just give a weak overview. | |
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Posted: 2/21/2008 3:33:00 AM | Amused by the Muse
she beckons me hither
into the realms of dusky thought
plucking the strings of an oaken harp | |
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Posted: 2/21/2008 5:06:14 AM | Indeed they are always "boinkin the humans"
But the allure of the whitest thigh
And praps that 'innocence' is high
Or p'raps they simply get bored and like to play....
Mayhap monotonous being a god....for an ever eternal day
Confined by time and gravity
This place, this realm we tred
Means all things change, what a tempting range
For the AllFather and those he's bred
There are more than a few animals associated with Har (the one eyed). Some of which are the wolf, the raven, and the dragon (wyrm). Beasts of battle, death, and spiritual wisdom.
Of course you will also be familiar with Galdrfadhir - Our muse perhaps?
His snitches (if you like..or maybe spies...that fly between the worlds) are the two ravens representing both 'thought' and 'memory' (praps try a google on those 2 aspects for the names - I will not call them) His two companions, the wolves Freki and Geri. His steed of course being Sleipnir.
At times you may hear
The thunderous passage
Of Sleipnir crossing the clouds
His eight legs pounding
The heavens should quake
For its Grimnir delivers the shrouds
The Warrior
The Seer
The Poet | |
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Posted: 2/21/2008 10:42:05 PM |  "boinkin the humans" lol sounds like a bad elvis costello song dont it.
Sleipnir I always thought to be one of the most interesting mythological creatures concieved. I wish I still that piece of artwork I found in west virginia portraying Odin astride Sleipnir amidst a tempestuous sky. Was a killer meditation piece during shroom season back in the day. anyhow enough ramblin and on to the next one:
Half In Exile Pt. II (In a Hammock of Ill Flesh)
Abu, Abu, where is thy Conch Shell,
the ear with which to hear the Other World.
Has your woman robbed you of your beads?
Into your bed and out with your mojo?
Eating peyote and painting nightmares of Valejo
Dabbling in Geieger’s fears and
Drinking form a Crowleyesque Cup of Blood
Theorums of the Sun proposed to the Moon
Purposely Lost in the Woods
Where you play with the Asps and laugh with Baboons
In a Hammock of Ill Flesh do you rest your head,
And the Nightmares that ensue – mere beckonings of the Dead
Ancestral Recall
Tongue of the Crow
Caw,
Caw,
Caw
Caw the Night as Wings of Leather emerge form thee
Soaring forth, seeking out, seering in
May nocturnal wisdom ease our Daze of Doubt
The Viper’s Venom strengthen your resolve
And the Scorpion’s Sting purify your heart
Tribal elders seek to banish you
Leary of abasement of the establishment
All the while scarred by its potential and scared of yours
Lead them down into the Cave
Honor the passage of Time
Find the Paleolithic Nebula,
Endure the Labyrinth’s inherent hazards –
Stark Madness or Lucid Visions.
Babbling Archaic Riddles,
Enigmas from Nether.
Deciphered with Necromancer’s Matrix
And the Key
concealed
in the Cranium
of the Cyclops
of the Catacombs. | |
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Posted: 2/21/2008 11:32:05 PM | That my friend is nothing short of brilliant...
You've seamlessly worked in so many probablities..then aspects and....it just flows
The dymanics of three twice expounded
And the rhythm of the closing five
I am totally awed
and yes...the maelstrom
just....wow
I think I actually know the portrait of which you speak. I'll see if I can find it for you. Of course there are many. It might not be the same one but your words brought one to mind. And so.. I shall descend and search the catacombs. See what I can come up with. | |
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Posted: 2/22/2008 1:33:08 AM | Mad for love, Mad to polish cupboards
Awaiting the wife and kids,
The blonde girl; she has a scar near midday
Jesus, thats what I'll call her.
2.
The concrete is alive like sugar spiders
Tangled in stifled conversation.
You can hear the sounds of their feet with their cheap and treading tongues; rolling through sounds like an inexhaustible uselessness.
(they are the ones that play cheap gramophones, whose laugh is a glittering rage.) | |
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Posted: 2/22/2008 3:34:45 AM | Mister LunarLunacy....
Thanks for the compliment. But, I would have never posted anything here if I didn't think your thread was full of literary passion and good poets alike. A warm place is good company. | |
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Posted: 2/22/2008 12:36:59 PM | Well welcome aboard the crazy train Byron, greatly looking forward to reading more of your Wyrdkraft.
"Come on in, the show's about to begin. Have you seen your birth, your death, and all the rest..." - J. Morrison
looks like the Maelstrom is about all the fiercly more estranged. | |
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Posted: 2/23/2008 12:40:49 AM | HAIL THOR
And let your mighty arm now swing
And Hurl the might of ancients
Slight of wing?
With hammer raised and voice that roars the wind
And thunderous cries as cross the skies you spin
Yes even the gods themselves know perils near
When THOR picks up his hammer
DEATH is here
[a little Norse to whet the appetite]
Wanna viking? ;) | |
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