Nicholas Browning

Love and Battle in the North

A man stood at the edge of custom,

As tall as a grave is deep.

His complexion a marbled stone,

With a fate he'd come to meet.

 

Dawn's whisper swayed his onyx locks

And tempered his beard of flame,

While the sun rose ever higher on the shadow

As if to honor his presence within its glade.

 

Despite the bite of Winter's wrath

He stood among them proud and valorous,

They launched spears with heavy glares

But his spirit was nigh relentless.

 

They knew he roamed their far-flung wood,

Though his origins remained unknown.

He then unsheathed his lustered blade

And threw its skin down in the snow.

 

"I've come this day to partake in battle",

It was said in their native tongue.

"Worry not of what I've to lose,

For whom I fear, there is none".

 

Upon hearing words that could never be unsaid,

Those girded men had drawn their swords.

While their lasses looked on in anxious awe

As if frightful for the lives of their boys and men, -

 

The outlander strode ever forward

And in the passing of but a mere second's tenth,

Mystic arts apexed within a squall

With each swing relayed just what he meant.

 

The northern tribesmen clinging to life

Had by this incarnation, been bested.

He cast aside his shard of metal

Got on one knee, leaned down and bent.

 

In front of him a bonfire,

A constellation in the human form.

Her mane the color of starlight;

Frail as glass, forest-born.

 

He saw her when they were younger,

Bathing in the waters of the fjord.

He had known ever since what he would do,

And for her hand he'd gone to war.

Comments11

  • spilleronsheet

    What a beautiful depiction
    The script was laid
    The movie played
    With such beautiful words adorning the epiphany stood in play

    • Nicholas Browning

      When the muse comes calling down and through,
      I lay my head atop the fibers,
      And listen well to what she says,
      For she knows that I'm a writer.

      Thanks Spill. I'm glad you enjoyed!

      • spilleronsheet

        A wonderful short poetry in reply
        Your sure poetic at heart

      • orchidee

        A fine write N.

        • Nicholas Browning

          Well thank you my good sir. Did Elizabeth ever get around to giving you the title?

        • Teddy.15

          right from the beginning i got a celtic atmosphere here, this is magnificent imagery. beautoful rhyming too.

          • Nicholas Browning

            Thanks very much Teddy, that was the vibe indeed. Nordic, Celtic, Elder Germanic. I'm glad you enjoyed.

          • Fay Slimm.

            Surely a novel in the making here - the aspect of brandishing weapons to catch a lady's hand is so romantic - - you have a way with archaic honour dear NIc.

            • Nicholas Browning

              Thank you very much Fay. I feel it could use a bit of tidying up in places but that's usually the case for many I feel. I'm glad you enjoyed the read!

            • Paul Bell

              A little bit of Viking here, maybe even King Arthur. Only a man can go into battle for a woman, and rightly so.
              This was epic.

              • Nicholas Browning

                You're a clever one, gotta keep my eye on you. Astute observations, my good man.
                All joking aside; thank you very much.

              • dusk arising

                Ah the good old romantic fable has stirred in your blood. The hero of mystery that haunts all our ego's.

                Well done, enjoyed this.

                • Nicholas Browning

                  I'm very much pleased to hear that you did! The tried and true, don't or do, as they say.
                  (No one says that. I just made it up.)

                • Neville


                  a tale told terribly well .. write on sir ..

                • blue sparkle

                  I do love men with a complexion like marbled stone, and the imagery in this poem is at a metaphorical peak. Beauty in words.

                  • Nicholas Browning

                    Same here lol. Thank you for the kind words, I'm pleased that you enjoyed it.

                  • orchidee

                    Epiphany's in Jan/Feb! Though I'm sure Christmas is June. Hmmm.
                    But epi...word means revealing, dawning, showing, etc. as you say.
                    Do shut up now Orchi. lol.

                  • Garth Rakumakoe

                    Braveheart, King Arthur, Hercules... and even Scorpion King all in one. A writing of this calibre makes for impeccable scripting Nicholas. The story telling is out of this world. Much respect sir.

                    • Nicholas Browning

                      And the respect is reciprocated! Thanks a bunch for the visit Garth, a lovely addition to the day.

                    • jarcher54

                      Fine craftsmanship and spirit to boot! A worthy contribution to the tradition that Garth referred to, hearkens back to Homer and Beowulf as well.



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