Category: poetry

  • in waiting

    a path in the middle of a dark forest
    Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash
    silence of a forest in waiting
    steel skies scarred spark & flint
    here she comes raining & how
    we celebrate her summer rains
    drinking her in as she pours

  • a sea of dreams

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    whiskey’d lovebites
    stolen from neck & lips
    midnight vanilla in a kiss
    as all time slipstreams &
    lovers sail on a sea of dreams

  • river west

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    river west through and sanguine
    slipping serpentine dusk over red
    tangled up in roots and memory

    casting scree down narrow bank
    a wish? or smoke on a prayer?
    it seems like it was so long ago

    but never rivers the same for
    as wheels cut ford —
    ever of in-between...

  • only winter

    black wooden fence on snow field at a distance of black bare trees
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    i am only winter
    rags snapping crimson
    of the hard north wind 
    i am only winter
    and barren fells
    a stone field within

    i am only winter
    fallow, hollow, brittle
    don't let me in

  • tossing a rune — 17apr25

    who dares mount up &
    enjoin the winding path?

    ravens laugh in the ashes
    at a joke few will perceive —
    a snare that's already sprung

    While I don’t plan to go back to doing daily rune poems as I did at sceadugenga.com, every once in a while I might randomly pick one and see what comes out of my head, just to keep the wheels greased. Today’s was ehwaz. At its core, it has been given the meaning “horse” which, in turn, leads a multitude of other associations including that of fylgja — which is synonymous with the concept of a totem spirit. I imagine the ravens laughing at any notions I might have about control, much as they laugh about most of the things I think I “know”.

    So it goes…