Originally written and posted ~ 18, March, 2012 – Re-posted ~ 6, January, 2020 as part of an Edenbray retrospective.

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The “Ba-rai-zuin”

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He fought the Ba-rai-zuin when the snow was thick n’ chillin’

He journeyed a’top the western slopes, his husky pack a’skewin’

He bought a musket from a store where th’whusky wasa’ brewin

“He Slew the Bah-rai-Zuin”

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Nor many months his honey chile had been gently ‘picininnis’ grewin’

So he took him a jug, 1/2 a pig-hog and a length of beef jerky fa’ chewin’

The ole smokestack was noe’ cold from the biddy and the engine slewin’

“DemBala, he slew the Bah-rai-Zuin”

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He panned for gold by the River Shore where dem’ grey fish die a’ queue-in’

Yet these tales he told to the worn an’ bold did not go real well with tha’ tellin’

Till he told them all of his miraculous fall, wi’ Jud, dn’ the jag’d falls of E’rin

“They kinda’ knew, he slew the Bah-rai-Zuin”

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‘Manitok – is Rugged’ she bore him tha’ child he loved, his virgin bride her eyes so wide

Two weeks later down in the northern range his ‘Creedmor’ and two bearskins by his side

A fren’ brought news of ‘Manirik’ – his sweet-soft ‘panik’ an’ Baladin he broke down and cried

“Who slew the Bah-rai-zuin?”

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Ole’ Porcupine has ice that makes a’cut in Yukon terri-tory as summer bees are clustrin’

They fight to keep ‘us’ warm, not freeze, yet starve beyon’ tha blu’ Mackenzie Mount’n

Where Baladin has wrestled cold and spied the Alligator’s ash, one-part the ‘Ring of Fire’

‘and quenched the Bah-rai-zuin, his blood desire’

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Who’s howl awakened death, brought tha’ wind to heel, where blood runs to cold in night-light?

For pirates of the Klondyke, this creature wore their match and sent many home to town

 DemBala the wolf-master, he tamed the pack by stealth for only he knew a killing grasp

“He who slew the Bah-rai-zuin” – stone dead!

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” ‘Manitok – is Rugged’ she bore him tha’ child he loved,”


” Manirik, his sweet-soft ‘panik’ ”

‘ a smooth piece of ice’

glossary of terms – esk – picininni – baby : panik – esk – a daughter : River Porcupine and Mackenzie Mountain are both in the Yukon territory of NW Canada, as is the Alligator, a volcanic geezer, one of five known collectively as the ‘Ring of Fire’. Other stuff is down to poetic interpretation … the idea is – you sing the last line of each verse …

#Authors note ~ The LEGEND of Baladin continues apace with this descriptive piece describing the time he spent in the Yukon Valley which is a writers paradise for literature and the famous Klondyke tales. This is Part VII of the Omnibus that is Baladin. The Chapters or Parts are not recorded, posted or written in chronological order! . It also then becomes a kind of homage to Jack London and his snowy tales that I so loved as a child. It also speaks of Manitok, Baladins Eskimo bride who bore Baladin his children – or so continues the myth and adds to the story as it goes!                                    edenbraytoday

#PROG-PROSE ~ Progressive Poetry – part of an #Edenbray retrospective – Re-posted today for a new generation!



About edenbray

I am a writer ... a beat poet who began writing poetry way back in 1966 ... 'edenbray is born ugly, wet, covered in blood, mucous & bodily functions, the effluence of my short life' ... I recently published my 1st solo Anthology - the best of 60 years writing - previously I ran my own Art Supplies Store for 40 yrs before I became a full-time writer I am a Blogger who has posted 1,000 poems - available in 24 themed booklets ... please ask for details + leave a 'like' or a comment for my encouragement, thank you so much for listening - I truly value your opinion on my work ~ in fact I literally survive on your creative input ~ edenbray
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