First we watched a league of longships swarm along the river Deben heard the beat of oar in rhythm heard the slapping of the water roar of Saxon froze the marrow saw the white winged sails enfolded like our homing birds at sunset So began the raids and plunder fights with iron fist and metal slaughter for each other's kingdoms in the evening then these Norse men drank sweet mead that summons dreaming gods of love and war and thunder seas that lure and cast asunder drifting to the realms of Wōden sea wolves sailing up the Deben
©Laura Granby
Taking to the waters in Longfellow rhythm with the Real Toads 100 word prompt: Sailing.
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