NaPoWriMo April 2014 - Day 3

Here is a poem based on the prompt for Day 2: a poem based on a myth from a culture other than Greek or Roman: I chose the story of the death of Baldr (or Baldur) the Beautiful, the Norse god of goodness, by Loki the god of mischief, using a sprig of magic mistletoe (since Frigg, Baldr's mother, had made everything else in nature swear never to harm her son.) Baldr's blind brother was involved in Baldr's murder and was punished for it, though he had not known what he was doing. Here's a link to a rather jokey account of the Norse myth and below, my equally jokey poem on the subject. The poem works best if read in rather a sing-song Norse voice.
http://www.godchecker.com/pantheon/norse-mythology.php?deity=BALDUR

Thursday 
3rd April

Baldurdash
(from the legend of Baldr the Beautiful)

I’m a bad-ass, I’m a joker,
I’m a sly one, snake in the grass,
I’m a jealous one, out for mischief
I’m a red-top journalist.

He’s a mummy’s boy, he’s a heart-throb,
he’s too good to be true, he's top-drawer,
he’s invulnerable, they all love him,
all the polls say he’s most-likely-to.

They’re all sniping, digging dirt up,
it’s not sticking, he’s unharmed.
They all love his 'A' list celebrity
so he goes out quite disarmed.

But I’m Loki, I'm the envious one
with my contact, young Mistletoe, 
we snared the brother, we destroyed them
No more pretty boy, Loki's won. 

Baldur’s dead on board his yacht now.
He’s disgraced and laid so low 
and his boat drifts brightly burning
on the sea off Plymouth Ho.


© Janice Windle 2014