Saturday, August 31, 2019

Viking Love Poem by Rathnar Killbane

I asked the mighty chief of a nearby village
For his daughters hand in marriage .
I offered him fresh wolves meat and the eye of a local witch which granted immunity to the piss of fire curse .

He refused,  Rathnars heart was broken much like when his sister refused his first advances before she gave birth to a Cyclops which was clearly not Rathnars child.

But back to the story .

So Rathnar almost wept but he is no sissy like foreign poets .

Rathnar raided the village burning it to the ground killing the old chief and taking his daughters for my first wives .

Sure they all died mysterious deaths while Rathnar was in a undisclosed location or in battle.

This was very unfortunate but I pillaged many to soothe my pain .

That's the way true viking love goes .


First published in the Old Crusty Dragon Review.





                            Rathnar Kilbane

Is the Viking poet laureate of Iceland.
His conquests are that of legend he has his scrolls published many fine places like.

The Fiendish Hen House Quarterly , Rolling Stone Magazine,  Pirates Of Indiana Review, The Ryan Quinn Flanagan Quarterly , Rainbow Reader Review, Hustler Magazine , Viking Times Magazine , Rape And Pillage Review .
And the Dioe Fiend Daily .


Rathnar is currently working on his followup scroll to his best selling The Age Of Burning Down There .

And seeking a publisher he promises not kill Untill after they publish his scroll .





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