Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, November 5, 2015


It can be like a pond
you fill with lilies.

With goldfish 
white, orange, and black.

Let them bump
against your fingers.

Let them let you hold them.
Put bubbles in their mouths.

Watch them rise to the surface
chasing the rain you’ve made.

Watch them go into a frenzy
trying to feed on the droplets –

until you put an end
to their confusion

by sprinkling their little
food flakes on the water.

This is when you feel it:
how good it feels

to make conversation
free of complication.

It can be this simple.
This natural.

A complete world
all by itself.

Like a pond with goldfish
on a rainy autumn day.

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