Thor’s River by Sylvia Baxter

Thor’s River running dry
Who’s singing of you now?
The lightning tears have stopped to trickle
The rocks forget, they break in tiny pebbles
Your mighty hammer lies in ruin
The wooden shaft, the flintstone head
Light no more skies
Thor’s River running high
The name still rings, the hand that wielded thunder
Where is it now?
The water’s sweet and tastes of Spring
Before it twists and turns toward the sea
Where thunder lingers still and I think I can hear
The breakers shout your name in vain

Sylvia’s blog–SYBAX


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