Category: writing

  • hex

    Photo by Nastia Petruk on Unsplash
    to you who would soak us
    in our own blood:
    your swagger sickens me

    i reject your new amerika,
    you piggies at the trough
    with your shit-filled lies.
    when your butcher's bill comes
    i pray to all the gods that
    it is you who pays the price

  • casting runes — 07jan26

    fehu
    daggers gnaw the wolf's belly
    as he surveys snowy plains for
    young reindeer to offer "protection"

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is fehu, which has a core meaning of “cattle” or a more generalized “livestock”, which was a representation of personal wealth or earned prosperity. Sometimes luck played a role. Wealth and prosperity was valued, but was looked down upon when material accumulation appeared to be excessive, greedy, miserly or turned to hoarding, especially when those around you were lacking.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • of the vale

    a path in the middle of a dark forest
    Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash
    chestnut flicked in amber
    to tease and taunt of eye
    stonewater crest elder oak
    shadow slip past of my
    dream her wrapped arms
    on arms in arms against
    the coming gale

    hollow you, broken child
    stolen child, darkling
    of the vale

  • lean in, ask

    none of this exists until
    you lean in and ask

    given to fever in drift
    flowing over in waves
    my jaw aches for silence
    wired shut

    you dream in a
    wordspun heaven only
    a breath away

    lean in, ask

  • rose of sanctuary

    sell me rose of sanctuary
    in rainsoaked night
    help me forget in rhythm
    as you pull me in under
    the afterglow neon lights
    and grant me sweet release