Category: poetry

  • oh nameless

    nameless oh nameless
    nameless oh love
    in the meadow
    in the meadow, oh—
    hey nonny none

    blackwork & ebon
    carved to your arm
    nameless oh
    nameless, oh
    hey nonny none

    closed eyed of window
    in the nightfall you'll come
    through the meadow
    wraithing nameless, oh
    hey nonny none
  • don’t dare

    don't dare dream, said she,
    everything ends up in unbelieve
    when one dares dream

    she drew down the sheets,
    laid naked on the bed
    and said:
    hon', put away that dream
    and come quickly to me
  • casting runes — 14apr26

    sowilo
    after this long
    wræclāst of wander to
    stone step ragged roads
    marked in wrap and rag
    and thorn

    light thrusts through
    eiderdown above
    warming face and stone

    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.

  • burnt toast

    burnt toast persists
    a gift from those wee
    those best unseen
    lingering at the shadow
    i have not the dream
    to share that their gift
    is welcome not in these
    grey hours kissed
    with gold

  • galdr: now in hardcover

    hey all.

    a new addition of my first published book is now in larger format and available in hardcover. i just got my copy today and it looks great.

    if you haven’t purchased it previously, and feel like giving me a little support, you should check out the larger size and consider purchasing a copy.

    — via amazon —

  • river her river

    i stare to shadow
    a longing to bleed clean
    to scrape to bone me and
    tumble stone like i once knew

    river her name river
    this she is song whispered
    on the wind of reeds
    summer swept over waters

    cross cut the barbedwire
    cling the ruddy fur between
    run though shadow and song
    river her name river
    bleeds clean
  • drift, unrudder drift

    on the drift, unrudder
    since lilac scented at
    fisherman's wharf
    in a pinch of snuff

    the bouys no longer
    ring warnings, love
    before boats break
    against the rocks

    rain pierces waves
    at the unrudder drift
  • Half-Penny Thoughts — 10apr26

    This morning, I asked Claude to provide a general evaluation of the poetry on this site, mostly for shits and giggles. Sometimes I feel I am too close to my own poetry to critically evaluate what I write, so I felt it would be helpful to get the opinion from “someone” without a stake in providing me feedback — not cog greasing or a sense of friendly obligation to make me happy. [Note: Claude was not informed that I am the author of this site, so it has no reason to lean into saying nice things to me about my poetry.]

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  • casting runes — 09apr26

    nauthiz
    a question of need
    fades the scene and i
    wade bonefields at night
    seeking sequels
    in the beyond

    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 — 08apr26

    tiwaz
    all years stretch &
    become one long thread
    with fires burning low

    letting go to quell
    winter wolf's appetites

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is tiwaz, which is named after the Norse god Týr, and the second weekday (Tuesday) is named for the god. According to Norse myth, Týr offers his right hand to the wolf Fenrir, who bites it off when he realizes the gods have used the offering to distract the wolf while they bind him. The rune is typically considered symbolic of honor, loyalty and justice, as well as of sacrifice. It may be representative of discipline and faith. Some interpretations have associated the rune with the North Star.

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