Ode of Godsname and the Wyrm
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Well, this is the thing that started it all, and the way it did start was when a coworker of mine (shout-out to Sharron! RESPEK!) sent an email around with limericks, sonnets and haikus inspired by the best movie ever – Snakes on a Plane
So, struck by the sheer power of artistic epiphany, I responded with my alliterative Anglo-Saxon-style epic poem about movie, and the rest is history. This is the nucleus of this site, and the raison d'être for EpicJunk.com. Yeah. This is the cinematic masterpiece you have to thank for all of this insanity.
But in any case, about the movie: whatever the hype might have been, it was a hell of a good time. I mean, I'm pretty sure the cost of the tickets and the greasy food at the theatre would have been better directed towards my retirement fund, but at least I'll get to tell my kids one day how daddy and grandpa laughed their asses off when a nice man got bitten on his wee-wee by a naughty snakey-wakey after going to tinkle.
(Yeah, right. My kids will be total badasses and call reptiles and/or body parts by their proper names. Like the Wyrm. For both – since they will take after daddy in that department, of course).
Read the complete poem below
Lo! The warm air beckons, the ward of the weary,
God's green opal, blood bismirched.
'pon a squire's sinless sight
brutal death emblazoned
Haste and heat; hurry to hiding
Dark death awaits beyond the gates
yet darkness descends to save the done-for
gleaming helm of ebony
brightness of Samuel
angel of God, gentle joy of flight
What! the silver angel summoned
to ferry the fearful
and fearless alike to Angelburg-on-Sea
A night's cover, a Nubian Knight
defends the weak with wisdom unfailing
Yet Wyrm's breath reeks
from flowers of Eden: end in air
poison upon them! Lords and Lowly
maidens and mighty fall prey to serpents
The Wyrm is Woe!
Aphrodite and Ares, in lust entwined
Laocöon's fate in fear befalling
'pon unblemished breast
and throat unsinging
fangs of Wyrm find their quarry
Blamless flesh of a flaxen boy
bités be-bearing, blood be-gushing
Raven-haired handmaiden, Merlin's kin
with wise ways, summoning
the Mother to mend
But Fear remains! the Flight in danger
Wyrm bewilders the brave guide
whose sore sinews,
snake-bewitched
no longer linger on sky-boat's hand
Death upon them! A Slithering sin,
of Adam's falling
everlasting mark. Samuel stands
in smoky dark
power returned, hope renewed
But Lo! Leviathan breaches
the gossammer glass,
falling to fell, maw agape
trusted hound, and treasonous villain
in maws of the dragon death-a-finding
Fear overtakes them, they flee to heights
of lordly abodes in silvery bird
young squire standing, angel-guided
the boat of air
upon boas befalling
Œdipus! Ye Wyrms, from œdipal bird begone!
"God-Name" cries, culling the cobras
air loosen'd,
ears deafen'd
over a fearful sea souls ferried.
Sun-beam bursting, brightest of Angels
upon the shining foreheads of fearless men
Samuel "God Name" and Burgher Goode,
the angel of steel,
aground be guiding
But serpent's wiles, awake in waiting,
to spring 'pon Squire's brave breast,
the Black Knight - so beckoned to kill!
between shield and flesh
was Wyrm destroying
Joy abounding, tears and torrents
of laughter bright and kisses bold
Ravenhair and "Godsname"
Squire and handmaiden
heal in love and light Angelic
Ebony fighter, and Squire foam-born
upon Bali divine, boldly descending
rejoice in memory and meandering waves
remembering the Wyrm,
saliently surfing.
