Winter shrill

Winter shrill

28 October 2016

 

The whispering voices marked the pace of slow feet

We crawled into corner that spun shunning all light

We grappled with choices pulsing vein to meet fleet

Like starry eyed mourner death to us more than white

 

In dead leaves the choice is what we win in defeat

The springs did adorn her from green woodlands in sprite

The autumn rejoices courting floors it will meet

Their carpets had borne her she would shower them bright

 

A look through my window to waning springtime frill

The flowers that simmer with a slain chirping tune

The echo rang mellow like on mocking bird hill

 

Snowflakes in land glimmer under silvery moon

His head on my pillow now calling winter shrill

The lights then grew dimmer shadows fade all too soon

 

Reading of the poem: 

Loeyndomsriss / Heimta Thurs / Thurs – Wardruna

Dagr – Wardruna

Algir-Tognatale  – Wardruna