Thursday, September 1, 2011

Thor's Hammer

Thor's hammer falls
And falls again,
And lightning fills the sky.
He could barely wait out Woden's Day
Until he could come out and play,
And now the sky is white as day
His hammer never stops,
He welcomes in a brand new month
With loud and boisterous knocks.
His excitement is untamed.
Electric, his discretion lost,
Awaking entire towns
Before the sun can yet be found,
Mortals hide upon the ground
And keep their windows locked.
A peak out of the curtains tells
The sky appears on fire.
What festive day could this one be
That fuels bold Thor's desire?
Even atheists tonight
Would cast a wary eye,
And wonder what sensational mode
Could light up the whole sky!

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