Poem: Ode to Bragi

Ode to Bragi

Skald Bragi, guide my instrument and make it sharp
Make my words cut deep and play the part
My fellow poet, help my kennings grow before me
Unleash my soul and set it free with beautiful poetry
In the name of Bragi I write such conflagration
It drips off the tongue like the best salutation
Squeezing my brain to get the very best result
Swinging the gates free to open the one true vault.

(Skirar Silfrinlogi)

bragi statue

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