Category: poetry

  • the story ends

    this is how the story ends
    with whispers & turnaway eyes
    under midnight skies
    they shuffle from shade to fade
    forgetting color & tone
    given to ash on tongue
    lacking substance at touch
    howling as we slip away

  • casting runes — 04jan26

    nauthiz
    a disused, crooked trail
    leading from the main

    few choose this path
    due to hardship, harry & thorn
    but crows beckon, call—
    it is also the path
    of greater reward

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

    Today’s rune is nauthiz, which has a core meaning of “need”. Alternative translations have been “hardship” or “constraint”. Among other interpretations, nauthiz is seen as a indicative of a transition or transformation, a period of learning or strengthening of resilience, lacking, change, and impermanence — inclusive of other related concepts.

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

  • casting runes — 03jan26

    isaz
    riverstone under ice
    carved of water, air between
    linger now, maple leaf
    but unfrozen come spring

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

    Today’s rune is isaz, a rune that is translated as the word “ice”. Sources associate isaz with a calmness, present moment or stillness. As ice, isaz is sometimes associated with standstill, stagnation, stasis or contraction; even at times as pristine beauty with seductive qualities.

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

  • of the rising

    behind storm eye throbbing
    of poison thorn years
    lurks still blue longings
    fading behind washed denim 
    and duels drawing crimson
    over fresh fallen snow
    matching ash of her hair in
    the brilliance of the rising sun

  • casting runes — 02jan26

    gebo
    i will meet you
    at the crossroads
    crows cussing at the wind

    i offer up knowing eyes
    you offer up the same
    crows still cussing the wind

    we both follow the
    most broken road
    crows silent on the wind

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

    Today’s rune is gebo, which has a core meaning of “gift”. This relates to all forms of reciprocity: transaction, generosity, hospitality and sacrifice (in the sense of giving up something). It may also mean offering up a talent or skill; or gebo may suggest a synergistic, possibly romantic, relationship.

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