Franc Rodriguez Poems
Bite Of The Apple Of Idunn
A deadly curse began to flit upon the clans,
and the clansmen with such a swift wrath.
It came from beyond the dales and the thorps,
making the striplings grow hoary and old.
They were bereaved of youth and their werd,
was becoming dark and bleak amid their path.
The sundry athelings fell to its amansed grasp,
and the riddle would start to unfold.
With a dearth of answers the elders gathered,
the eight to seek to unravel the blinding dern.
A ruthless slough betided on the striplings,
who hitherto were quickly dying amain.
The curse had spread and...
Bode Of The Soothsayer
From beyond the knolls of the wider dale,
was born a bairn from within the Saxons.
The might of the Saxons overcame soon,
the brazen uprisings of the Picts still left.
The blood of the Picts was strewn amain,
by the coming of the horde of Frisians.
And the sons of Agmundr became greedy,
as they opened amongst the clans a cleft.
But through the dwale of their selfish greed,