Ragnar The Viking. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Ragnar the Viking, a name so grand,
Half real, half story, across the land.
From cold north shores, his ships did sail,
To raid and fight, a daring trail.

He sailed to Paris, a city of light,
Vikings attacking, with all their might.
Then England's coast, a fateful fight,
A snake pit's doom, in the fading light.

But sons he left, with hearts so bold,
Ivar the Boneless, stories told.
Bjorn Ironside, a warrior true,
And Ubba fierce, in all they do.

They sailed with armies, across the sea,
Revenge for Ragnar, for all to see.
A legend lives, though truth's unclear,
Ragnar Lodbrok, banishing fear.

He's myth and man, a woven thread,
Of Viking raids, and warriors dead.
A symbol bright, for ages past,
His Viking saga, forever to last.


T.M.Solvang