Kringla Heimsins*

Kringla Heimsins*

A Poem by Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells

Kringla Heimsins*

 

By Windstorm Kells ©2012

 

 

 

Rivers flow the mind wanders

Ever moving as seas of thought

Beyond the thresh hold of time

Chiseling into Man’s honor

Even thru fools idiocy blathers

Cut into stones unforgivingly wrought

Darkness builds as destruction chime

The world turns in its entire splendor

 

 

 

Horns call us home to be spectator

As lucky as a heads up dime

Leaves of words trickle when sought

Treasures given to all the founders

 

 

 

 

Harps called to heart the sounders

Words soften hell’s drought

Ancestors cover living with learned slime

At the end of all things, grip the alligator

FIGHT! Never give up in frustrating dishonor

Small steps earned not bought

Strings confused become clear paradigm

Live life in your orb as a king creator

 

 

 

© 2012 Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells


Author's Note

Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells
* the circle of the world

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Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells
Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells

Eugene , OR



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