Echoes of a Roaring Way

Grant Hope #22

Creeping echoes of the distant past
A Viking home has disappeared with her as the last
Old Norse rises amidst the bleary sun of the day

There is an old saying that goes,
“Never walk away from home ahead of your axe and sword.
You can’t feel a battle in your bones or foresee a fight.”

I wonder if her eyes
deep and dark
remember a time where this wisdom was let go for a mere moment

Her cheeks are warm
her stare uncertain
I ponder of what brings her here
if she finds her way of life to be certain and real

Long dirt blond in braids and strands wild and free
She is both decadent and unquestionably rugged
Prepared in thick layers of cloth and fur
tassels signifying something of a symbol
perhaps position or state

Her lips
as red and thick as blood
seem emblazoned with the past that has carried her to this day

A certain strength still resides
a certain poise of a people and roaring way

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