Manhood Saga

Spear shaft of passion                    sword of love

Hewer of sweetmeat                        parter of curls

In man’s mind immense                  in woman’s thought craved

Swells to the limit                            her intimate cave.

Little Man No-mind                          makes Big Man un-thinking

One-eye shuts two Eyes                   to all but the prey

To nest in her harbor                       To swim in her ocean

To open the Door                            and bring on the Night.

A cause to be grunting                     a reason for roaring

Visions to kindle                             all thinking to still.

The Gods in us moving                    the World in us shaking

Stars cease to wheel                        Sun halts in the sky.

From nothing to something               softness to hardness

Pale pink to crimson                         he changes his tune.

Advancing, retreating,                       he thrusts and goes seeking

To bury himself                                in her scabbard of fire.

Pouring in Woman                            the juice of his manhood

Drawing from Woman                        her cry of delight

Berserk in his power                          he gushes his strength

He falls in her wayside                       delighted to die.

Done in a medieval Norse style and meter based on translations from the Norse of works by Egil Skallgrimsson, c. 910-990 CE.