The Vikings

Lured by greed for silver and gold,
they journeyed far like Sagas told,
against bitter winds and salt of sea,
that rocked their longship endlessly.
With flaxen hair and bearded chin,
blue eyes soaked new horizons in,
they walked on soil of foreign land,
to claim the prize, at their demand.
With battle-axe and bloody swords,
each took their share of Viking hoards,
war of Northmen and Kingdom throes,
with both sides losing, this story goes.
Voyaging home, a gale storm sprung,
capsized their boat, iced water stung.
The Vikings sleep, ‘neath sea and sand,
their swords forever, clutched in hand.

© Literary Remains

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