Franc Rodriguez Poems
|41.||I Shall Ride The Wings Of Heaven||4/18/2013|
|42.||Beyond The Elysian Weald||4/18/2013|
|43.||Twain Of Fairies||4/18/2013|
|44.||A Gift To Cherish||4/18/2013|
|45.||Brew Of The Warlock||5/23/2013|
|46.||The Birth Of A New Day||4/18/2013|
|47.||Verdure Of Shamrocks||4/18/2013|
|48.||The Wuthering Winds Of Yester||4/18/2013|
|49.||To Laud The Hymns Of Praise||4/18/2013|
|51.||Awakening Of The Kraken||4/18/2013|
|52.||Scowl Of The Ents||4/18/2013|
|53.||Bite Of The Apple Of Idunn||4/18/2013|
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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...
Fall Of The Gods
The war of the athelings had not yielded,
and the werd of the clans was unwieldy.
A loathsome wrath of harsh gnornwreak,
spread onto the kingdoms of the clansmen.
A wanton madness hitherto was brewing,
beyond the elderdom of the clans swiftly.
Bloodthirsty clashes would gar the clans,
to break asunder the thede of the brethren.
But there was forsooth yet a clash awaiting,