Category: writing

  • pot fingers kettle for coarse crimes committed

    do not converse with yourself
    within my stormflint gaze
    smalltalk is still smalltalk
    in cafe or on flickering screen
    give me substance or give me death...

    i favor comfortable silence &
    carve words close to the bone
    even haiku can grow too long
    already this has worn welcomes
    to rags & ribbon, so i—

  • unhere

    unhere
    for comfort
    for beauty —
    these sores weep
    rosegardens in rains
    stained in blood

    at the funeral they
    will look back laughing
    pushing pale lilies
    in a storm

  • casting runes — 26dec25

    berkana
    living lone wolf
    prowling the jagged edge
    eyes giving flight to shadow
    pale as moon, her limbs
    skeleton bare cast ley
    on ragged snow

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is berkana, which translates to “birch”. Birch are associated with earth-mother and maternal energies. Because birch is a “pioneer tree” which tends to grow in advance of other tree growth — especially after forest fires — berkana is associated with renewal and rebirth. Additionally, berkana has ties to liminal thresholds of all types, especially those paths to the underworld.

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

  • Product

    reflection of woman s eye on broken mirror
    Photo by Ismael Sánchez on Pexels.com

    Everything is prop or backdrop on the stage for our play today.

    Check our vaseline smiles in the mirror before calling for “lights” and the sodiums flicker to life and set the world aglow.

    Pull on the masque, assume a pose. Adjust after checking the screen that mirrors the scene. Set, snap and print.

    Pat each other of the back when nothing slips and we have captured a plastic essence pristine.

    Then file it away as just another charade of former days, anxious to apprehend the next.

  • slender slight

    evershade i firefly without
    dancing on foxfire nights
    slipping dream in slender slight

    all remains echo
    i have tried, how i have tried
    to wash blood from fingers
    in slender slight