Category: poetry

  • echo dream

    i can't help but wonder
    when you talk,
    if you talk to me
    or if that is just dream
    speaking past soft veils

    perhaps it is just a dream
    echoing another dream
    in which there is nothing
    but a dream left for
    anything to say

  • casting runes — 21may25

    dagaz
    we are twist
until we are break

this cats cradle
all at tangle
we are caught
between
day & night

    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.

  • selling sanctuary

    i river the faces &
    cling no more
    i have tried
    red flags followed
    under alpine stone
    skitter scree grey
    and cut to bone

    the fox screams with me
    and feathers down to black

  • we needs slendering

    sometimes we needs slendering
    between their slipstreams
    flesh knifed and stretched
    beyond the thin and lean
    and i know my blind skein
    draws taut against the choke
    clenched against the screams

    my everyday halloween
    absurd and obscene

  • isle

    i become long
    under the night
    and my heart stutters
    with ache for a silent skiff
    ghosting through mists
    to take me to that
    forgotten place where
    blossoms forever fall

  • but for

    goodbye
    it could have been
    lovely, if only

    but for the fool

  • 3º. mono no aware

    ravendown catching rain
    dark eyes turn to the grey
    overcast tristesse

  • 2º. mono no aware

    knapped flint night
    knapped flint day
    marrow deep kisses
    underwood decay

  • casting runes — 15may26

    hagalaz
    hail seeks no permissions—
    it arrives as revelation
    small & indifferent

    the field it falls on is i—
    the silence after, too 

    roots that never
    believed in a summer
    grieve not when
    one draws to an end

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

    Today’s rune is hagalaz, which has a core meaning of “hail”, which was associated with potential, transformation, renewal and change; hail is imagined a seed from which change will arise. Hagalaz is also seen as representative of things beyond our control: a clash between fire and ice.

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

  • lost, so lost

    tincture these reflections of
    tracing sweat beads down
    your side with a kiss, pressing
    cherry petals to your skin 
    and on drunk your wine
    lost, so lost, this time again