Gleipnir (Remove filter)
The Bound One
Banished for an act not committed,
I am cursed by my fate,
A prophecy they said,
foretold by the Norns,
of me devouring Allfather.
Cursed I am,
by my blood.
Son of Chaos,
Mischief was expected,
I am not one for tricks,
Despite my wily father.
Cursed I am,
by my strength
and pride.
They used this against me,
told me it was a test of strength.
...Friday 11th July 2014 3:43 am
Recent Comments
Holden Moncrieff on Not Every Eye
50 minutes ago
Holden Moncrieff on Better Sight...
2 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on 'What can writers and poets possibly do in the age of Trump, Farage and Starmer?'
2 hours ago
Mike McPeek on Civilities
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on EVEN THE OLIVES ARE BLEEDING
4 hours ago
John Marks on EVEN THE OLIVES ARE BLEEDING
4 hours ago
Hélène on Better Sight...
4 hours ago
Hélène on I SHAN’T ALWAYS BE LOVELY
4 hours ago
Nigel Astell on August 2025 Collage Poem: A Cut Above
6 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Where is THIS Jerusalem?
7 hours ago