{"id":109,"date":"2020-07-23T10:57:01","date_gmt":"2020-07-23T15:57:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/?p=109"},"modified":"2022-09-13T07:27:10","modified_gmt":"2022-09-13T12:27:10","slug":"odds-ends-and-the-poetry-corner","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2020\/07\/23\/odds-ends-and-the-poetry-corner\/","title":{"rendered":"Odds Ends, and the Poetry Corner"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Since I seem to be waxing poetic lately, I thought I&#8217;d just start a poetry corner.  Not sure how long it&#8217;ll last, but I&#8217;m playing with the blog and seeing what I want to do with it.  As for the poem that inspired this.  It was, itself inspired by a post from an acquaintance of mine (I wish I could claim friendship there.) Who recently lost a beloved pet.  A pet who had lamented for them.  Who had fought for them.  (Do not try and break in from a room where in sleeps a loyal cat.)  There was talk of Valhalla&#8230; yet it seemed to me, Valhalla would be too little for Greebo.  Thus are the thoughts that followed from that one:  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">A Shadow Passes by Valhalla<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>A shadow passes by Valhalla<br>The grim doors clear the way.<br>The tales, the tuna, they call him,<br>But he scorns that lost battles&#8217; day.<br><br>The skalds chant out his deeds,<br>But blithely he passes them by.<br>There are other voices he heeds.<br>Voices, that to this weary warrior cry.<br><br>He finds next a gate of gold,<br>Beside it a book and chair.<br>A kindly man beckons him,<br>And the shadow comes to stare.<br><br>&#8220;Come here, come here, sir shadow,<br>Ye echo of a soul,<br>You gave of yourself so greatly.<br>Come, rest, and be made whole.<br><br>&#8220;Your Lady will yet come for you.<br>Come rest and bide the days.<br>We have sent others to stand sentry<br>And guard her in her ways.&#8221;<br><br>The shadow nodded slowly<br>And joined the family line,<br>Of those shadows who awaited<br>The sharing of life divine.<br><br>And Peter turned from the throng of shadows<br>To the long and biding queue.<br>And one by one souls entered.<br>And the shadows who still knew them, <br>Turned souls and entered, too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To read the the account of the exploits of Greebo, Editor, terror of foxes and felons alike&#8230; go here:<a rel=\"noreferrer noopener\" href=\"http:\/\/accordingtohoyt.com\/2020\/07\/20\/theyre-serving-tuna-in-valhalla-tonight\/\" target=\"_blank\"> http:\/\/accordingtohoyt.com\/2020\/07\/20\/theyre-serving-tuna-in-valhalla-tonight\/<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8220;Odds, Ends, and the Poetry Corner&#8221; and &#8220;A Shadow Passes by Valhalla&#8221; copyright \u00a9 2020 by Heather Strickler<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Since I seem to be waxing poetic lately, I thought I&#8217;d just start a poetry corner. Not sure how long it&#8217;ll last, but I&#8217;m playing with the blog and seeing what I want to do with it. As for the poem that inspired this. It was, itself inspired by a post from an acquaintance of&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2020\/07\/23\/odds-ends-and-the-poetry-corner\/\">Read More <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Odds Ends, and the Poetry Corner<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[14,13],"tags":[11],"class_list":["post-109","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","category-writing","tag-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/parUcj-1L","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":494,"url":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2025\/11\/19\/riddle-charm\/","url_meta":{"origin":109,"position":0},"title":"Riddle Charm","author":"Heather","date":"November 19, 2025","format":false,"excerpt":"A riddle one of my characters presented people trying to break into his mind. 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