Poems of Franc Rodriguez
|1.||A Gift To Cherish||4/18/2013|
|2.||A world of forgotten fairies||4/18/2013|
|6.||Awakening Of The Kraken||4/18/2013|
|8.||Beyond the Elysian Weald||4/18/2013|
|9.||Bite Of The Apple Of Idunn||4/18/2013|
|10.||Bode of the soothsayer||4/18/2013|
|11.||Brew Of The Warlock||5/23/2013|
|16.||Ealdor of the Saxons||4/16/2013|
|18.||Fall of the Gods||4/16/2013|
Ealdor of the Saxons
The far tidings of the wrath of the king,
had reached the thorps of the Norsemen.
And forty years had dwined into the mist,
since a wanton madness before was felt.
The dread had suddenly become a threat,
which was to frighten women and children.
It was said in the darken abode of the dead,
the wretched thurse no longer there dwelt.
And thus under the might of King Afvaldr,