i so ghost the slip/fade
the lips, they move
the words, they say
lost to the flux/shift
miming animal faces
in heavy rains
it is only echo, right?
i ask night burning low
Category: writing
burning low
casting runes — 24nov25
dagaz i shadowstride twilight spaces
neither other, nor here
a trail of crimson cut snow
dividing me from me
to realize the whole of me
so as to rest a weary heartA 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.
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casting runes — 23nov25
eihwaz it was all mists
along red cobble
cast under flint on
that november day
a draft teasing bare
under velvet skirts
there, before the rains
that november day
you were all riot,
damp dark curls & glaring
fell into last loving on
that november dayA rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is eihwaz, it’s name meaning “yew”, is a rune of change and transformation. It represents the cycle of life/death/rebirth and is symbolic of the axis mundi (the world tree). The yew is envisioned as a path towards both the underworld and the heavenly realms. It is associated both with poison and protection as part of its perceived dual nature.
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all that remains
of a passion felled
on burning leaves
and smeared scarlet
of lipstick from
mouth to cheek;
for ruins remaining
of waiting at
flint-skied piers
in the everlast of duskforgotten
phantom me
slipping the edge
promises knotted in lace
waiting to be undone
i was that woman
once
but you have forgottendrifted for a spell
it's all a wish i could go back
to going crazy
just like the kind of crazy
when i was young
nevermind, i forgot
to stay in my lane,
i drifted for a spell into
the place i am fromcasting runes — 22nov25
thurisaz ragged torn
old drunken blade carving a way
to benighted trailheads
shadowed by elder ghosts—
a staggering path to
the only thing realA 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.
whispers
duty bound
to do away with sense:
can you firewalk
with me under a
tumblemoon, with
stars slicing eyes?
let our feet fail ground
before our wedding day
you & i laying down
rainy grey under
at the quayside...
—and i think you know
how this story ends;
with whispers wraith
kissing ears
as all suns bury downcasting runes — 21nov25
wunjo long echo nights & crack ice
in taiga-wrapped sieidi;
come: november slumbersA rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is wunjo, which is translated as “joy” and has been interpreted in both the earthly sense as well as in spiritual ecstasy. It has been associated with healing (emotional, mental and interpersonal) and some sources connect the rune to luck, the act of making a wish, or applied will. Wunjo can also be the inspiration for creativity.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
give me
give me to mud
when i've been laid
at the dog end day
don't speak, no
we know all words
are liars
