given to pressing petals of
her fragrant valley sheltered
drinking her butterfly wine
grown over gone under
lingers myrrh sweet inside
slumber her summer slopes
tracing dew along her lines...
who would wish for return
after lingering this vale?
Category: writing
val sans retour
Photo by shahin khalaji on Unsplash At Winterkiss
Photo by Amirhossein Kianbakht on Pexels.com Lingering at midnights, the skin’s hollow drum thrumming with tension tugging taut the skin in anticipation as black coil fingernails trace leys down the soft flesh of an inner forearm. First right, then left, setting lines burning like fireflies down to the fingertips.
Comes at winterkiss. “Are you ready,” said she. A nod with it begins, her kiss leaving every nerve burning alive.
A furtive nod, afraid the spell will break and longing for the neverending. Miraculously, there is only long vibrations humming through, a guitar string of tension bound under flesh.
All bells break, shatter the water’s razor edge and then begins a falling, a falling lingering a twilights all that remains is the skin’s hallow drumming while wondering at Elektra and if might this be that hunger she beheld.
casting runes — 15dec25
dagaz come on in twist, for
a turn on the scythe
to carve away thin
to skate on black ice
dance on night fires
pierce ragged hearts
ribbons to raw, to dream
in everlasting kissA rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is dagaz, which has been translated as “daybreak”, that transitional moment between night and day. By extension, it might also be interpreted as “twilight” and is representative of liminality, transformation, the space between worlds, and suggests walking in both the material world and otherworld.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
under her lacuna moon
come this solstice night
& follow me dark river
nadir kissed & ragged lips
under her lacuna moon
come this solstice night
& twist shadow at murder
cross silver ashen pale
to carry her winter words
come this solstice night
we stand stone whores with
blood marked cheeks
under her lacuna moonsudden as sunset
as sudden as sunset
the sadness descends
with old blood weight
on the pristine of snow
she shifts inside, sighs
finger draws the frosted panescasting runes — 13dec25
thurisaz pierced sleeve hearts
drive to pale hollow
shadow, wraith and man
dreaming verdant gardens
there, in tanglewood
desolation, an angel, iron sea
thunder sparks the stone
him in waitingA poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is thurisaz, which has several core translations: “thorn” or “giant”. The rune is often associated with pain or discomfort (often for an important transitional or transformative reason) or raw power that may be destructive. It is also considered protective, regenerative, and is frequently associated with women’s menstrual health.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
snow queen
phantasm i the winter white
flowing through empty
fingers trace rail wood ruddy
dust undisturbed to wake
linger long hallways and
snow queen her dwelling
in the still failing faint,
unseen her dark eyescasting runes — 12dec25
jera grey gone him raven
fetching at flint
festering storm winds
grey gone him raven
turning at stone
her come kiss our winter
grey gone him raven
arthritic at tree
curse to carve a snow
tok
tok
tokA poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is jera. Jera is translated as “year”, and has also been translated as “harvest”. This rune is representative of cycles, the “wheel of the year”, the union of opposites (implied by the summer half of the year ending, winter half of the year beginning), balance, as well as cause/effect relationships.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
under
stone blind the woodpost
and standing antler pale
we nightwing under
falling into her lovi
love, fallen in her
let us dream a song-her
let us fall within her home
we heartdrum blackwing
at edge lake drift snow
we break our under
lovi, we dream us,
deep within her homecasting runes — 11dec25
dagaz twilight torches
push at shadows,
hint at a dawn
blanketed in mists & fog
one hand beckons
another wards away
while the drifter
goes on the drift
in twilight once againA rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is dagaz, which has been translated as “daybreak”, that transitional moment between night and day. By extension, it might also be interpreted as “twilight” and is representative of liminality, transformation, the space between worlds, and suggests walking in both the material world and otherworld.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
