Awakening Of The Kraken

The tale of the Kraken.

Time dwined since the Kraken frightened, 
The shoal of knorrs of wayfarers in a sea,
Within the stillness of the waters wrested, 
By the winds arousing the ships that rove. 

And their thurrocks felt a blind madness, 
Garring manifold souls to flee beyond a lea,
As the heedful minds of the kinsfolk bived, 
Where the great fear of the Kraken strove.

Amidst the duguth of a sea came forth, 
A trig Viking from the wayward athelings,
As the tale of a bane on this day of bode, 
Rose to douth and afterwards did befall. 

Chosen by the wisest elders amongst, 
The stalwart throng of fearless striplings,
Beyond a haven where the ships sought, 
The Kraken from morning until nightfall. 

They saw on a fortnight a wrecked sight, 
That amazed of hulks of ships in the rift,
By the depth of the darkness of the night, 
As howling winds blew on them mightily. 

Bewailing cries and moans of the souls, 
The bain men heard derving yonder adrift,
When abaft through the mist of the moon, 
The Kraken bustled onto the ithes loftily. 

A loud thump thode the hull of the ship, 
Lapping with long tentacles of the Kraken,
And the hapless souls fell onto the holm, 
In the wide whirlpool of drowning waters.

With the strife stood upright Einar boldly, 
Whilst wielding the sword of the kinsmen,
As the sea-fiend thrust upon him in wrath, 
And he slew the Kraken told by the elders. 

Thenceforth the grure of the ruthless fifel, 
The men did not see in a mist of a moon, 
As blustery winds and the unwieldy tides, 
Had yielded in sighs of mermaids afresh.

The lave of the men that forbore with Einar, 
Roared horns thanking Aegir for the boon,
Whence with his sword he durst the gods, 
Upbraiding them with the Kraken’s flesh. 

But the almighty gods made him thole, 
Until the coming of a longship that rode,
With the tirfast son of Vithar herried then, 
The fearless slayer of the dreaded Kraken. 

The awakening of the old Kraken written, 
Within Viking lore as the years thus yode,
When Einar was rathe to wend to and fro, 
Upon brim-lades of the kith of Norsemen.

Reviews

[GalaxyGhost]

The story telling of this is amazing and pays attention to detail! It is like one of those poems from Norse Mythology. I like the style and the names are absolutely interesting. This poem just pulled me in as I kept on reading the story. There's really nothing I can edit here as it is good as it is already.

[Franc Rodriguez]

Indeed, this poem was a challenge. It belongs to an anthology of Norse poems, I wrote based on mythology.

[GalaxyGhost]

That's cool!