Category: writing

  • casting runes — 28dec25

    dagaz
    i prefer the company of shadows
    not knowing the wolf for dog
    i bare neck, hoping for a nip

    lack of certainty
    stokes midnight's flicking flame

    A 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.

  • falling still

    silence falling in white
    were i made of sterner stuff
    i might sit in stillness outside
    until it covered me whole

  • casting runes — 27dec25

    ingwaz
    let me drift back to
    dreaming of you
    or someone like you
    sowing acorns behind
    the veil of dreams

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is ingwaz, a rune named after the god Ing or Freyr. It is representative of a channeled energy or transformational process. It is also be seen as the male component of life, and therefore a symbol of sexual passions and the contributed “seed” of life (and, therefore, an aspect of one’s ancestral ørlǫg, or fate/destiny). Some interpretations conceive the rune as a symbol of darkness, solitude or dreaming.

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

  • 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

  • casting runes — 25dec25

    sowilo
    her first fingers
    stretch, clutch at pale
    covered of night stained
    lapis & spangle

    i slumber for her coming
    & dream

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is sowilo, the sun. Sowilo is the source of enlightenment, for lighting the way and illumination. It is also called the “icebreaker” and gives power to an “attack”, ensuring success and/or prosperity. This rune also represents hope, the light at the end of a long darkness.

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

  • apartment landing

    heather grey stairstop sitting
    all elbows & knees & grinning

    sundanced & hair bright gold
    ten-twenty-one, crows gone counting

    a hungry & thirsty spring morning