After Storm

Hi Everyone,

This weeks poem is the first from my old archive of poems inspired by nature.

I hope some of you will enjoy it. πŸ™‚

All my best wishes to you all for a bright and blessed week to come. πŸ™‚

Tikarma. xxxx

After StormΒ 

Moonlight plays now with the sacred hound.
Carving out visions with the debris of rain clouds.
Casting light and shadows through the heavens.
Dancing in ripples and shade.
It’s very own puppet play.

Thor is sleeping.
The war mask now lies upon his breast.
His thunderbolt laid to rest,
As the Valkyries still ride on.
Thundercloud of horses.
Whipping wind for their song.

A vision held in quiet rapture.
The moon so full.
Drawing the veil with her gossamer rays.
Like a dawn event from the ‘Other World’.
Catching a glimpse of heaven.

The courtyard of the grand Valhalla.
Singing maidens in circles,
Through groves of oak and beech.
Dancing silently on the tips of their feet.
The warriors carousing with sword and feast…

All has fallen quiet here where we sit.
The smell of damp earth,
Rich and pervasive .
The silhouettes of trees gently now,
Swaying with the breeze.
They re-enact the evening with the bending of bough.
The rustle of leaves.
Like a lullaby it settles the parrots back to sleep.

The stars take courage and begin emerge.
Pleiades twinkles before his descent.
Orion shines and winks.
We blow him a kiss before we too retreat.

Thor is sleeping.
His hound in circles around his feet.
Moonbeams fall and dance.
In the quiet after storm.

 

Β©2006 Tikarma Vodicka

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10 thoughts on “After Storm

  1. I wish it would rain here to have another cold front. Last night it was 45F and tonight 64F. I’m in South Florida though…Places like NY are much, MUCH colder. LOL.

    I love how you put these words together. You are very eloquent with your words.

    Wishing you the best week ever! πŸ˜€
    –HUGS

    1. Hi Diana,

      Thanks for reading and your kind words. I’m glad you liked the poem. πŸ™‚
      We finally have warm weather after a lot of rain and a slow start to spring. I’m hoping for a good thunderstorm or two this summer. We don’t get the storms we used to.
      I can’t imagine having constant temperate weather. I could imagine though that need to break those warm spells. We get heatwaves and it can be quite stiffling after a week of 104F -113F weather.

      Wishing you the best week ever too!! πŸ˜€ May it be a bright and blessed one for you!

      (((BIG HUGS)))

  2. Hi Tikarma,

    This poem is just to die for! I just adore it so much. The way you have used the Norse mythology is brilliant! It taps into the human psyche so well. The old gods are a part of us and always will be. It is our history and what we are today. I was grabbed by the first line –

    ‘Moonlight plays now with the sacred hound.’

    And then it just gets better as you sweep us away on this journey. You have some brilliant lines with regards to Thor –

    ‘Thor is sleeping.
    The war mask now lies upon his breast.’

    I can just visualise this so easily. The old warrior sleeping after hard battle with his beloved war mask on his breast.

    And I also adore the last stanza-

    ‘Thor is sleeping.
    His hound in circles around his feet.
    Moonbeams fall and dance.
    In the quiet after storm.’

    Every thunder god needs his faithful hound πŸ™‚

    Just beautiful and amazing. This really grabs me!

    Thankyou for taking me on this amazing journey.

    With all the love in my heart, always and forever,

    Jamie

    β™₯β™₯β™₯

    1. Hi Jamie,

      Thankyou very much for your lovely comments. I’m really glad that you still enjoy this poem so much! πŸ™‚

      It’s been good to dust some of these poems off for another look. πŸ™‚

      I have a soft spot for the Nordic/Germanic mythologies and folklore. Just the device of myth to tell a story is always a joy to experiment with. As you said it’s a part of us, a part of the human story.
      It’s good to re-connect with it every now and again. πŸ™‚

      Thanks again. I’m so glad that you found so much to draw you in and enjoy. They do say that the dog is mans best firend. Certainly for a God like Thor the same must be so. πŸ™‚
      It’s pleasure to give you a good read!!

      Yours always in love
      ❀
      Tikarma
      xoxoxoxo

  3. Beautiful,

    I found myself enraptured by the imagery throughout.

    And I just love the thought of blowing Orion “a kiss before we too retreat”
    Somehow that one single phrase sums up for me who you are – I can just see you doing it πŸ™‚

    Arohanui
    (((BSH)))
    K’sOTC πŸ™‚
    David
    xoxox

    1. Hi David,

      *BIG smile*

      I’m really glad you enjoyed the imagery of this poem.

      I suppose that line does sum me up in so many ways. πŸ˜€ One foot permanently in a dreamworld. πŸ™‚
      I always find it polite like say good morning to the magpies on my walk that when Orion winks your way…. πŸ™‚ one should always blow a kiss is return. πŸ™‚

      Thankyou for reading. I hope this week will be a good one for you. πŸ™‚

      Arohanui
      (((BSH)))
      and K’sOTC πŸ™‚
      Tikarma
      xoxooxox

  4. This is so haunting Tikarma.

    I Iove how you can use mythology in your work; I am not well informed but I do appreciate it when I read it in poems such as yours, it is very powerful.

    Sorry for the delay in reply but I have been on a retreat weekend then unwell for a week! *Big sigh*.

    (((HUGS)))

    Christine

    xx

    1. Hi Christine,

      Thank you very much for stopping by.

      There’s no need to apologise at all! ((hug)) I hope you are beginning to feel a little bit better?

      I myself am struggling to keep up with everything and everyones blogs too at the moment though for very different reasons. I’m moved you want to come and read. πŸ™‚

      I’m very glad you enjoyed this poem. I very much love mythology of all cultures, so I enjoy it when I am able to use it in poems and I’m glad you are able to appreciate it too. πŸ™‚

      I hope this week will be a better week for you. πŸ™‚

      (((BIG HUGS)))
      Tikarma
      xoxox

  5. The evocation of the old Norse gods woven into images of moonlight and a wet evening overcast with clouds makes for a powerful set of metaphors that evoke Nature at her fullest. This, to me, is simply good poetry.

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