Torvaldr Torgarson's Poetry


Red the color raging
Wrath of flaming scorn, and
words sent winging to the
Winds of Thor's spear arching.
Faceless they are faithless,
Fleeting is their notice
Soothing will the skald now
Speak and never falter.

Written in response to an anonymous flammer on the
SCA-West List.


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