Viking Rite

A small ship, barely buoyant,

Cradled on a darkened sea.

Holding a viking warrior

Mourned,

Clothed in kersey and sabel

And topped with a horn-rimmed cap.

 

Cur at his feet,

Still begging

To a master

No longer answering.

 

Dowsed in kerosene

They burn adrift

Out into nature's library

Under a sun-lit moon.

 

The ocean welcomes them back

In a steamy surrender.

The fire fails as the boat sinks,

And becomes a book

In the depths of the ocean

Which everyone will read

When the time comes.

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lyrycsyntyme's picture

These words inspire me to think that..

The triumph in tragedy is that the past will again become part of the future.

saiom's picture

You are the muse for 1 of my poems

 

Dear Stephen,

 

 

a line in thie poem inspired me to write

https://www.postpoems.org/authors/saiom/poem/1100589

and I want to thank you very much.

Saiom

 

There is another Stephen on this site who goes simply by his first name.



 

 

saiom's picture

Viking

 

Burning a corpse is one thing

but burning to deat a living being?

Other than the dog it is a beautiful

poem

 



 

 

allets's picture

Love Those Vikings!

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The god-sagas are many and wondrous. Kerosene? Okay. The tales of Ragnar Lothbruk were mesmerizing! The best yet attempt to film the pantheon of gods and belief systems. Great poem - flavor and tone balanced. 
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11-1-21 Reread

"sun- lit moon" - bravo! Someone should do a tv comedy (not spoof) series about Norse gods. Be a hoot! Lots of material to draw from. Consultant in Norse mythology needed. 

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Lady A

 


 

 

patriciajj's picture

Gripping and pulse-pounding,

Gripping and pulse-pounding, this accomplished an impressive feat by placing us in the center of tragedy with striking wordplay such as "Out into nature's library/ Under a sun-lit moon." and "The ocean welcomes them back/ In a steamy surrender."

 

But here's where I was devastated and captured completely:

 

"Still begging

To a master

No longer answering."

 

When I'm left with such deep feelings, I know I've read great poetry. My respect. 

S74RW4RD's picture

Although I could wish nothing

Although I could wish nothing had happened to the dog, I applaud this very poignant, yet very concise, poem!


Starward

Letgetgo's picture

Thank you

Kinda odd that I had just been thinking about this poem before you commented on it.  Not my usual style and one of the few complete thoughts I ever had. Thank you for your comment!

S74RW4RD's picture

Thank you for your kind

Thank you for your kind reply.  I actually have read the poem more than once, because, like other very fine poems, it does not disclose all of its meaning on the first reading.  My comment was written immediately after my first reading, so I was not yet aware of the fullness of this poem's power.  In the first two stanzas, the setting and specific details shake the reader up a bit; in the second two stanzas, the reader---shaken---finds the profounder interpretation.  This poem works on several levels, and I hope you are quite pleased with it.


Starward

bishu's picture

The last few minutes of two loving souls


©bishu 

 

SSmoothie's picture

Wow! Beautifully written

Wow! Beautifully written poignant and haunting! Cheers SS 


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